We drove here on Friday. I was in awe. I stopped talking. I just tried to take it all in. I mean seriously, those colors. That lake.
Couldn't you just imagine looking out onto this view every day? The lake covered in snowy ice in the winter, the trees all bare. Or all of the green and gold of spring and summer?
The story goes that a very rich Danish count (duke, lord, earl, something/someone) owns this land. He has a castle somewhere here. He does not want to sell any of it. So I'm going to have a hard time convincing him to let me build my dream cabin but where there is a will there is a way.
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