
A childhood spent outside.
Ever since I was a child, I've been happiest outdoors. I grew up in a small town where weekends and summers meant swimming in lakes, wandering through forests, catching bugs, and following winding creeks just to see where they would lead.
Nature was my playground, and those carefree days sparked a lifelong love of the outdoors.

Then came the city.
When I was a teenager, my mom moved us to the city — and I hated it. I missed the quiet, the trees, the fresh air, and having a place to truly unwind.
I was always searching for the nearest patch of green space, a hidden lookout, or a clean lake to swim in. Whenever a friend invited me to their cottage, it felt like heaven.





