The cabin Set on Rocky Mountainside Snow-capped peaks across the valley Green meadow and wildflower below Wood-burning fireplace Logs piled high Bacon sizzling on the sk**et Smoke curling through the pines The dog barks An echo rolls along the road A bird in answer Wings a song into the sky L.A. is gone A stone skipped upon a mountain stream Washed into the sea My boots crunch the needles in applause.