Glaciers carved this kettle thousands of years ago, gouging out a bowl in the earth that would later collect rain, leaves, silence, and stories. When we first walked it, it felt unfinished—not in a broken way but in a waiting way. We cleared the victims of Dutch elm disease, carved out a firepit, and outfitted it with just the essentials: a staircase cut into the hillside leading to places to sit, lean, and gather.   The Kettle cabins might be the most unlikely Facebook Marketplace find we’ve dragged to camp yet. During COVID, these glass cubes were originally designed as office pods. David found them online for next to nothing and immediately decided they belonged in the woods instead. At the time, we had this steep kettle in our backwoods we didn’t quite know what to do with. But once we started hiking the hillside, it became obvious the terrain itself was the feature. So we built a pair of cantilevered decks on the rim of the kettle and perched these teensy glass rooms across from one another in the trees like little lanterns glowing at dusk. They feel less like cabins and more like observation posts for weather, birds, and the occasional existential crisis. Inside, we kept everything pretty simple: custom-built birch beds and uninterrupted canopy views. The whole thing somehow landed somewhere between a treehouse, a micro cabin, and the world’s least productive office.

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