"May she become a flourishing hidden tree,
That all her thoughts may like the linnet be,
And have no business but dispensing round
Their magnanimities of sound;
Nor but in merriment begin a chase,
Nor but in merriment a quarrel.
Oh, may she live like some green laurel
Rooted in one dear perpetual place."
The Oculus has everything one or two people could need and nothing they do not. Tucked into a corner of a meadow where horses used to pasture, it looks out upon the woods and when the trees are not too full of leaves, there is a view to the ponds. Cook inside our out, have coffee or wine and walk the trails to your heart's content, before stargazing from your bed and dreaming of a different world. Make time for this.