We had rain most of our drive up here but since our arrival the rains have held up. As you can see from the picture, the skies were a strange, mottled mess of clouds. The weekend is supposed to be a washout but that makes for good stitching, right? Next week is supposed to be rather nice with some sunny days starting midweek. Some things have changed here but other things haven't. We have a lovely new mattress for our bed. This is great since last year I woke every morning with a backache and when trying to sleep I found myself rolling to the centre of the bed. This bed is smaller than the one we have at home and I was often crowding out Bob.
Next on the list, the boathouse is currently being rebuilt. It should resemble a small barn when completed. They've also extended the dock so there is more room for relaxing lakeside.
However our dear rodent friends are still around. Our first night in bed I hear ....rustle, rustle. Did you hear that Bob? Yup, it's in the waste basket. I quickly turned on the bedside lamp and spotted two little feet hanging on to the far side of the basket. When I made a move towards it , he jumped down and scampered away. I may not have mentioned it before but my DH is afraid of mice and so he was definitely staying put in bed! I didn't sleep well that night because I could hear them scurrying around in the eaves. Night number two... all is quiet, we fall asleep fairly quickly only to be awakened around 4 by a thud. It seems there is a small hole where the wall meets the ceiling and I think our little friend dropped from that height to land on the little bench at the end of the room. He was trying to get into a plastic bag containing some new purchases. He gave up soon though and all was quiet again. Meanwhile Dan, who is sleeping on the futon in the sunroom, has heard nothing mostly because he's using ear plugs to sleep. Drowns out my snoring you see!
Every morning Bob heads down to the lake for a morning swim. It's a little too cold for my liking (70 F). His first morning down there he spotted a heron coming in for a landing on the neighbour's dock. He was heading back to the cottage and when he came in he told me to grab the camera and see if I could get a pic of it. By the time I headed down there though there was no sign of the heron. At least not on the neighbour's dock, but when I looked straight ahead, there he was on the foot of our dock. I snapped this picture from the upper deck which is halfway to the dock. Right after I snapped it he took flight.
Bob is off for a rehearsal this morning since he's playing handbells on Sunday morning with another parishioner at Bannockburn Community Church. Dan and I are just headed down to the dock with our coffee, books and my stitching of course. I plan on putting in some time on Spring Lace. Don't you just love the lazy days of summer?