A slice of heaven indeed. I am by nature hyperactive and enjoy roaming the outdoors regardless of where or how. I find myself smelling the soil and enjoying every sound that nature offers, soothing to the soul. Haven't done this for some time now and I can feel the pent up frustration in my shoulders. The ideal would be crackle of a fire, the smell of something cooking in the cast iron pot, a cold beer, company that doesn't need conversation (a rare diamond to find)and the sound of night birds with the occasional sigh when looking at the stars. Just great