Drove a few miles down the path to check in on my Hungarian friend
Took some shots of his place
I fell in love with it back in ‘99
He ‘put it together with what I had’
I don’t have the wherewithal to do that
His, is a true cabin
Not all tight and trim, but functional, in out the weather, warm
And has that rustic ‘hey, it’s a cabin’ look and feel
Love his ripped live edge siding
He’s quite the guy
Fluent English, with all the modern slang of today, but thick accent
He fits well in his cabin
His little S-10 does just fine
We shared a meal and some home brew
Swapped stories
His lies are much more colorful than mine
Good times
Gonna get dumped on in the next few days
Gotta stay put now
Batten the hatches
Do some writing
Wood butchering in the day
Got a new outlet for some of my crude creations
It’s a good winter
The fire will be kept