We got “the cottage” when I was maybe about 9 years old. Back then, it was a little red cabin, covered in red logs and sitting on blocks. I clearly recall that, when a storm would come in off Lake Erie, my dad would get us out of bed to sit on the green vinyl-covered benches around the kitchen table until the storm passed. I’m not sure what he was afraid of, but that guy is the definition of “safety freak.”
We used to visit the cottage sometimes in the winter, setting up portable heaters (which I'm sure my dad turned off at night) and using electric blankets in bed. After my parents retired, they decided to move to the cottage full-time.
By then, they had winterized the cottage, adding a basement and a furnace, along with a large great room. I wish they had added a third bedroom! After that last visit, I don’t want to share a single bed with my little kicker/puncher girl anymore.
Last weekend, we went to visit my dad, who is recovering from surgery for colon cancer. After we broke my son away from an online game, he asked granny if he could help peel the potatoes.
Of course, his sister had to get in on the action. Peeling potatoes just looks like more fun when your brother asks to do it first. Note the boy's shirt. That will give you a clue as to their relationship.
The Canadian Girls hung out on my parents' antique sofa. We have had it since I was a kid and it has been home to three sneaky family dogs over the years. I think it was re-upholstered twice.
We bought my dad this model of the Bluenose, a Canadian fishing and racing schooner from Nova Scotia built in 1921. My parents are from Nova Scotia, so I guess it makes sense that my dad likes boats.
This is my dad's favourite lamp. Tacky or sweet?
This is my favourite cottage on the street. I just want to drink some lemonade and read a book in that enclosed porch.
Of course, the lake is the main attraction at the cottage. Even in November, when things look kind of bare and bleak, the lake makes for a pretty view.
What do you remember most about your childhood home?