There are good and some not so good and some wonderful memories that do not leave it in the depths of our minds. They live in the brain, such as elevator music. Secretly lead us through our years.

We call these houses and. The hut was built on a hill overlooking the large lake where the water was deep and cold, but crystal clear. Our family spent a few weeks, and stay the weekend in an old house is beautiful. We woke up with the voice and ran outside in their pajamas to have to play on a swing that hangs from a small number of relatively good long time.

A grassy path to the lack of visitors to parents who still live in shacks. I love kids to our cabin. And saw the walls and ceiling and floor of all pieces of hand-grandfather. They had to cut wood from the trees nearby, and air dry for a period of one year. Our children spend the summer in the cabin itself. A decade has passed since this memorable run to raise the minds in my country. Sometimes when we are together and we look back on those golden summer fun and memories created by our parents love.