Cabin Fever

A few years out from college, Ray and I have both moved out from home. With all the places in the country that call to both of us, it's amazing that we've ended up living in the same neighborhood in Brooklyn! We now reside about five blocks apart in Crown Heights, just down the hill from Prospect Park and more conveniently located and certainly more "urban" than the house we grew up in (a mere 20 minute subway ride away). 

Finding that, despite our proximity, we don't see each other as much as would like, we decided to getaway on what is now the second annual Berkshires cabin trip! 

We arrived late on a freezing cold Friday night

and with the echoes of the workweek still in earshot 

we put our feet up

and began to make our own soundtrack. 

Just three hours earlier we were here, the business and tourism capital of the U.S.

and then we woke up here 

kings and queens

of our new backyard.

We are surrounded by nature

and by friends

with plenty to watch

and to admire.  

But mainly we were here for this

and this

for the sights of new places

and people

and time with old friends,

to be weird

and eerie

and to enjoy the view. 

Here's to a cabin trip that couldn't have come at a better time, or have been shared with better people. Here's to brothers who are privileged to regularly unite!

Legendary dirtbaggery.