The cabin—lodge, castle, or whatever label fit this architectural masterpiece—was utterly breathtaking. Each of us had our own room, complete with a private bathroom and either a terrace or a small French balcony. These features made it possible to take in the magical, snow-blanketed landscape that stretched endlessly around the property. Every glance outside revealed a scene worthy of a postcard: frosted treetops, glittering expanses of pristine white snow, and the kind of peace that seemed to only exist in places like this.
Inside, the aesthetic was every bit as enchanting. The structure retained the classic log cabin charm you’d expect from an older lodge, with polished hardwood floors gleaming warmly in the soft light of vintage lamps. Rugs and thick carpets softened the space, scatte
