Any time of year is a good time to visit Cedar Mountain. In the winter, there's beauty in the stark, bare trees, and you can see so far into the woods, and it's wonderful. In the summer, everything is full and lush; a riot of colorful flowers and the forest is dense with greenery and birdsong. In the Fall, there's the changing leaves, the smell of woodsmoke from the fire-pit (assuming it's safe, always check first!), the sight of deer and squirrels snacking a little extra to get ready for winter.But for me, Spring at Cedar Mountain, with its daffodils and lilies of the valley and snowdrops, the green buds on the trees and the way the sunshine filters through and bathes everything it touches in a yellow-green glow. That's what I love most. I take refuge in the hammock on the porch, book in hand, and when my eyes get tired of reading, I rest them on the trees and I listen to the birds, and I feel at peace.Being here fills me with a sense of hope and renewal, and my family and I leave every visit already planning our next stay.