The air was still. The lake ceased to ripple. The animals and birds were quiet. The only visible evidence of life was the soot on the chimney, indicating someone had lived there, once upon a time. The scene was almost ethereal, as if perhaps suddenly fairies would appear, and elves would bounce out from behind the trees. The fairytale vista I observed for a time, as if in a dream. Then, in a matter of minutes, the vision changed, the sunlight brightened, and my dream turned to reality. The remainder of the hiking party joined me, and all was normal.