Mountains.

There's something about the air in the mountains that makes your lungs feel so good. I'm pretty sure it's because the air is clean?

The past few days have been filled with peaceful oblivion. Don has sessions to attend and a schedule of sorts to adhere to. Dexter and I? We have no such schedule! It's been a really long time since I haven't had to do anything. This might sound boring, but we're sort of doing absolutely nothing.

There is this gigantic lounge full of couches, chairs, tables, and a fire place. People just sort of treat it as a huge living room and everybody is just chilling. The only thing we have to do is go to meals, which isn't a chore since the food is really impressive.

Rustic chandelier.




Crochet by the fire.




Brittany reading.




Taxidermy.




Fire wood.




Dexter is reading. Wow, my baby's cognitive development is amazing!






Hearth.




Dexter takes a nap.




Later, in Dexter's waking hours, he rejects wearing a warm at.




There are canoes you can take out onto the lake. And all these rainbow Adirondack chairs.






Go Canada!




Somebody was hosting a pre-dinner drinks party and they have the luxury of a cabin right in front of the lake. Don and baby D definitely seem to be inspired by the scenery. Looking into the distance, thinking of ways to fix our world's problems.

Please note the intended fromage-factor in the last comment. So cheesy.