Is a cottage necessary to get away from it all? So I’ve always wanted a cottage. We were a farm family growing up and so my summers were spent mucking and haying. Occasionally I’d get to visit my cousins at their cottages and get to swim and roast marshmallows. Then I’d head back to the farm and tattoo a calf. Such outdoor adventure you can’t imagine. But I also went to camp. A glorious two week period in early July where I’d canoe, sail, swim and sleep outdoors. Deep in the heart of the Canadian Shield I learned how peaceful a one acre slab of granite was. How calming a quiet forest can be. I understood the energy a tree has and can pass to you if you just let it. So as I entered adulthood with jobs, mortgages, wives, kids and stress I longed for the spiritua...