Today is the day we leave our charming little cabin in the woods -- Millwood. It sits, unassumingly, on a steep mountainside completely hidden from the street by trees that tower over it and far into the sky. It is not a large cabin, but was perfect for this party of 3.
We enjoyed every meal at the table on the screened in porch, where I sit now as I type this post. As you may imagine Millwood does not have air conditioning. Luckily the mountain breeze was sufficient during our stay despite the record-breaking heatwave sweeping the nation.
The interior is charming but equally unfussy.
Comfortable without being slouchy.
And refined but without a hint of pretention.
The porch was nearly as large as the house itself, with commanding views of the
surrounding trees, but without another structure in sight.
Our red Old Town canoe is perched on the side of the lake about a 1/10 of a mile down the hill. We enjoyed a few leisurely and picturesque canoe rides during our stay at Millwood. They were so leisurely, however, that no photographic evidence exists.
This has been a lovely respite from the hustle and bustle of ordinary life. The pace of Highlands and our mountain home, Millwood, was just the salve I needed on wounds I didn't even know I had.
But before I get too philosophical {the serenity of the mountains at work}, I should note: our vacation is far from over. We are simply moving locations within North Carolina today.
Stay tuned for more mountain musings . . .
