A Night at the Shack
Last July, my Mother, Grandmother, and Aunty Tracey had excitedly made plans to sleep in a log cabin before rafting down the Lehigh River along the lofty peaks of the Poconos Mountains in Pennsylvania.
For this reason, I now know better whenever I see another cliche image of log cabin. Those warm and loving illustrations of warm and loving roomy structures… what tosh!
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