A Second Spring

We left spring here in Orillia, Ontario, to go to 'camp' (the 'cottage' to you southerners) on the north shore of Lake Huron where spring is just getting started. We have a row of camps which have come down the family line so that we have my dad's place, his sister and his brother have places next door. This weekend there were 3 generations in two of the cottages. Lots of family.

In the summer we cannot see much of the lake through there. None of the undergrowth is up yet and the trees are just starting to flush.

It was a little cool overnight (no insulation in our sleep bunkies) but 6 blankets on the bed seemed to do the trick. First thing in the morning we got the fire started in the main cabin real quick. After dinner Saturday evening we heard my cousin holler from outside and we all stood at the end of the driveway watching a big black bear amble down the middle of our road. He didn't seem concerned about the audience at all. Later I watched a rabbit feeding on the grass over the septic field. He was a little more skittish. I must remember to oil the hinges on the screen door.

Didn't get much knitting done but read 2 1/2 books which was the break I needed. I am refreshed, or I will be tomorrow, and ready to get back to work.

-Deb