There is no “I” in Cottage

And there’s no “me” either

Photo by Jeremy Tanguay-Fernandes on Unsplash

With every passing year, I find that I am less and less enamored of living a rustic life. There was a time when the call of a loon at a lakeside cottage or the nighttime serenade of crickets and bullfrogs would be worth a three-hour drive over back roads. But that time has passed.

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