For the three Thanksgivings that Derek and I have been married, we’ve gone far into the mountains of Pioneer, CA, to my in-law’s cabin. We retreat with all the intentions of escaping the hustle and bustle of crowded super markets and anxious Black Friday shoppers.
Granted, these are not the only reasons we migrate North East of San Francisco for the four-day weekend. This cabin is the epitome of cozy hide-aways, surrounded with what seems to be the freshest air, and scenic views galore! With wooden vaulted ceilings, both an upper and lower deck overlooking a blanket of trees, a nostalgic wood burning fireplace, and plenty of space - not only to house loved ones, but also enough room for the occasional moments most introverts might need…like myself. Needless to say, this is where I get majority of my leisurely reading done with ample binge watching of our first round of holiday movies with the family! It’s simply divine.
Don’t get me wrong, this cabin is well-loved and frequently used in all seasons…but visiting at this time of year for me, does something a pinch more remarkable to the soul. It usually spills an extra dose of rest, stirs up warmth and togetherness, and tops it all off with a dash of serenity.
It’s interesting how getting away, free from the everyday, surrounded by loved ones, and engulfed in creation, will do that to you. It also fascinates me how time spent in a cabin will leave you with no shame in wearing the same jammies non-stop for the duration of your stay; with the exception of showers, of course. Come on, we’re not complete slobs.
With that being said, I thought I’d share some of my captured memories from Thanksgiving at the cabin. Hope you enjoy!
How did you spend your Thanksgiving? Comment below!