Posts Tagged ‘cottage vacation’

The Cottager is questing on the Camino de Santiago in Spain at the moment and if inclined, you can see what he is up to on his blog where he posts a few lines and some great pictures almost daily.

I spent the better part of a week at the cottage, just catching my breath and bonding with my new friend Farley. He is a rescue from an L.A. shelter and is now permanently on vacation.


The Urchins had a week at home without mom harassing them to clean up after themselves. And the cats were happy just to have a week without the dog, whom they do not consider a particularly good addition. And so for the price of one plane ticket to Spain, 7 winter-weary creatures had a vacation.  Told you I was frugal.

I did get a few things done.  The deck got its last ever coat of stain. Before it is due again we will rebuild and only use an oil product after that. Stain is a hassle.

unstained deck

stained deck

I also did some gardening at a relaxed pace, having decided to limit rentals and keep the cottage principally for my own enjoyment this summer. 

A few good friends came to visit. My parents came too, which was wonderful as the have only come in fall or winter before and hadn’t seen my garden to advantage or walked on the beach.


Besides these pleasant events, the highlight of my vacation was having nine or ten blissful and uninterrupted hours of sleep each night. No doubt Cottager and the Urchins have better highlights.

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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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