Remember when the concept of “hygge” took over the internet? I jumped on the bandwagon a couple of years ago, fully embracing the idea of cozy time: candles, blankets, oversized sweaters, a fireplace (only in my dreams- in my reality, we’ve occasionally cast the yule log on the ol’ TV). Sign me up.
But in a land not so far away, it’s possible to hygge all weekend long (I know it’s pronounced like this, but I prefer to say, “gettin’ hygge with it”, Will Smith-style). Eric and I took a little winter getaway to Suttle Lake, where it’s impossible to be anything but cozy.