Where else can you have a flower garden in your front lawn? Almost 100 years ago my great grandparents started building a summer home in the mountains to the east of where I live. After several tries their children built this little cabin. It has been described by some as a step up from camping out in a tent. For me this is the most beautiful place on earth. This is where I go to unwind after the school year has ended. Between the Weber River and the quaking aspens all the stress of the previous school year is washed away.
Where else can you walk down the stair for dinner with such a view?
Where else can you find history in sculptures and textures?
Where else can you enjoy such landscaping while walking to the neighbors?
And where else is your alarm clock a moose racking his antlers?