Last week when writing about Daytrip Society, an excellent store that blends modern design with a Mother Nature motif, I mentioned the Idle Thoreau Syndrome. I coined this term to describe someone smitten with the idea of an outdoorsy, adventurous, and off-the-grid lifestyle that never gets past the daydreaming stage.
When I think of Maine, I think of outlet shopping and Stephen King. For folks like Ureneck, it’s the kind of place where one can truly escape and put those Thoreau daydreams into action. Personally, I’d go stir crazy but Ureneck writes about his “building-a-cabin-in-Maine-during-the-winter” dream in poignant, powerful, and very Mother Nature-friendly terms:
The cabin will be simple, even primitive, maintaining contact with a tradition of frugality that reaches back to Walden Pond -- a far cry from the big, fancy cabins that have become popular in recent years, with French doors, commercial-grade kitchens and wide decks for entertaining at the lake. With the extravagant vacation-home market in collapse, I’m happy to offer my simple and inexpensive cabin as a manifesto for the times. Let it declare the old New England adage, “Waste not, want not.”
When it’s done, the cabin will also give me a chance and a reason to plant an orchard of heirloom apples; put out several bird feeders; buy an antique farm tractor; create a pond from the spring that waters a small brook that flows over the southwest corner of the lot; and learn a lot more about the history of Oxford County, Maine, which once buzzed with sawmills, bleated with flocks of sheep and echoed with the huzzahs of boys off to help fill the Army of the Potomac. Stoneham’s population, now 270, was about 400 when Abraham Lincoln was president.
Via [The New York Times]