A long time ago, years before I was born, my uncle and his father built a cabin tucked deep into the crater of an ancient volcano. Island Park is one of the most beautiful pieces of the country, thick with trees and bears and for me, family. In the years since the old cabin was built, our family has grown a lot, and a new cabin holds us all now. A few weeks ago we enjoyed views of the forest, the lake, and even a few neighboring cows. We even spotted a black bear off of the back porch. Besides watching the wildlife, I also got to spend lots of time hold a sweet new baby cousin.
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