My favorite place at the cabin is the porch. Rain or shine, warm or cold I start every day there sipping coffee, flipping the pages of a magazine and planning the day's activities.
At the end of each working day, the porch is where we take up residence to read a book (or the occasional tabloid magazine if I’m honest), drink wine and generally unwind without the siren song of electronics to distract us.
From our vantage point on the porch we can watch the sun crest over the canyon or the fog melt away in the mornings and the sky fill with stars at twilight. It is a front row seat view of morning arriving and the day leaving.
Jack once commented on how my father must have had the track of sunlight in mind when he built the porch. On our last visit, I took these photos from early morning to late evening in an attempt to capture that special light. When I look at them, I’m reminded of why I love that spot so much.
A view from other cabins: