Would you like to escape and retreat to a cozy tiny cabin out in nature, where time slows way down, and it’s just you, your partner, and maybe a faithful companion like our dog Charlie? That is what we did this past weekend and it's definitely its own kind of magic.
We visited Postcard Cabins near Navasota, TX. Their tiny wooden cabins appear to be fashioned out of 20 ft. shipping containers. These cabins are really tiny with big picture windows that frame the trees outside like a living portrait. They are perfectly curated with almost everything you could imagine to make your stay a bit more “glamping” than camping. Outside are Adirondack loungers and a large fire ring that doubles as a firepit and outdoor grill.
With two people and a 130 lb dog, in such a small place life becomes about simplicity and connection. A cell phone lock box encourages you to truly unplug. In that setting it’s easy to do. We cooked together in the small inside cooking area, sipped mug after mug of coffee while watching light filter through the picture window and into the forest. We wrapped ourselves up and stargazed at night.
There was no reason to rush —no emails, no to-do lists. Just the chance to talk, laugh, and rediscover each other, away from the whirlwind of everyday life. The little things—like the sound of your partner’s laughter or the warmth of their hand—feel substantial and important.
We had some funny moments too, like when we decided to venture into the nearby town. We traveled down one-lane dirt roads for miles with nothing but the moon to guide us, only to enter a clearing with a space reminiscent of the movie Deliverance. We turned around and went back to the cabin - promising each other that from that moment on, we would stay at our cabin after dark.
It was cold most of the time we were there and rainy on Saturday. We each got through a couple of books, took turns, sitting in the one chair when inside or on the bed. The view out our window never got old. Our Charlie was a real trooper - enjoying all of the time outdoors as much as we did.
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