Archive for August 25th, 2008

Just back from two weeks at “the camp” – a cottage built by my grandfather in the ’40s on the shore of Kootenay Lake. My sibs and I divide up every summer there. My parents live nearby so we visit with them, swim in the lake and chill out with our kids.  We are spoiled, I know.

Can't keep the kids out of the lake

...Not even after dark




To describe our holiday weather would require adjectives ranging from ‘scorching’ through ‘unseasonal’ and right on down to ‘torrential.’  One of the things I always hope for is a really good afternoon thunderstorm. We can usually watch it coming, either down the valley from Nelson, or straight up the south arm from Idaho. We scramble to get the floaty toys off the beach ahead of the wind, then sit on the covered porch, as the wharf begins to pitch and thunder rumbles all around us.  We had two thunderstorms this year, but both arrived around midnight. I watched the magic from bed, just a foot away from wall to wall beach-front windows. In any weather, the view from this cottage is my all time favourite (remember that darn quilt?)

The best view in any weather

The best view in any weather

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