Non veni pacem mittere, sed gladium.
Fresh air in a cabin-of-dreams.
Yes indeed. That one looks like a fire lookout, which could easily be a cabin-of-dreams for me.
I've always thought that a fire look-out would be ideal...except that you can't walk out the front door and cast a fly into a pond or brook for supper.
I have thought this would be an interesting way to spend a summer...http://www.firelookout.org/lookout-jobs.html
I knew a woman who was 18 when she spent a couple of summers at a fire lookout. She met the man who would be her husband on Mt. Kilimanjaro, and lived on a sailboat in the Carribean, and said they had a an AR on board because of the drug runners. Last I heard, they had a sheep ranch in New Zealand. My dad Spent a couple of summers working for the Forest Service In Idaho, grubbing out trails and worked as a fire lookout for awhile.