The Cottage

More about the rest of the trip later...but I have just been looking at my pictures...it was at the cottage, the precise moment when my dad and I went out in one of the canoes (the pre-betrothal canoe, as he calls it - because it was his and mom's first major purchase together before they got married) when my paddle first slipped through the water, that I realised that I am a Canadian through and through and nothing will ever replace the feeling of being in a canoe at the cottage and that I want to come home for good someday. Later we encountered a family of Geese...

This is actually beside my parents' water garden at home, but I think it's just lovely thing for them to have at the spot they eat lunch at every day...


View from the cottage deck



A wonderful cottage pastime!



Mom and I at the front door...we look huge! How funny! It is actually very low at the front...



Ready and waiting...



Setting off





My brave dad taking a plunge (although the water was lovely, and if I had had my bathing suit...)



Geese!