As we head into this winter I must admit that I have very romanticized images in my head of sleigh rides and snow covered fields, snowball fights and sliding down hills on cardboard or a lid of some sort. Then trudging through the snow to a little log cabin where there is hot apple cider and a roaring fire to warm one up after a day of frosty fun, can you tell I live in Florida? Now I’ve lived where it snows before, I spent my younger years in North Carolina, so I know that’s not a realistic picture of what really goes on, especially if you have to drive anywhere in it but you can’t say that most people who live where it’s warm don’t daydream a similar scene.
I think I got my idealized perfect winter scene innocently enough as a child plying with Lincoln Logs, do you remember those? Christmas time would come and you’d see that big box with your name on it, when you shook it you heard it rattle and just prayed it was Lincoln Logs. Then the day came and there they were, while other kids enjoyed their Tinker Toys and Erector Sets I spent hours and hours interlocking these wonderful logs to build the perfect winter place. Apparently I’m not the only one to have had this fond experience in my childhood because if you look them up you’d be amazed at how many companies are called Lincoln Log Cabin builders.
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