I'm behind in my blog posts. I promised I'd post some pictures from our visit last week, and I got off track.
It was easier to post when there were major changes and new adventures to relate. Right now we're going up expecting everything to be the same. We want to arrive and not find anything amiss. We want to go up and relax and enjoy.
Of course there's always some little project to do while we're up there. That's probably one of the joys of cabin ownership. This trip Dar wanted that darn roll of old carpet out of the basement! I left out the quotation marks, but you could probably put them in without too much difficulty. So we spent a few hours rolling, unrolling, measuring, cutting, and fitting remnants of the old carpet to fill up the bare spots left behind when the stairs were removed. I did a pretty sloppy job I have to admit. I don't think I'll be picking up any extra cash laying carpet when I retire! But it looks fine for now: I cut and fit; Dar put down the double sided tape and supervised; Louis laid around looking confused.
Wildlife update:
I've written a few times about the dearth of wildlife up at the cabin. I'm sure if you get off the beaten track it's as busy as a safari park. They're just more elusive up north. I guess I'm just used to our suburban setting where animals have learned how protected they are, and we see relatively tame deer, rabbits, pheasants, fox, woodchucks, and birds flocking from neighborhood feeder to feeder.
We've seen tracks in the mud, so we know there are deer in the vicinity. We saw and heard a lot of hunters up there last fall. The previous owner had his own deer stand in a tree not far into the forest behind the cabin. Maybe that's the problem! Maybe there's a stench of death around our place, and the animals are afraid to come near it. Or maybe, just maybe, the ghosts of all those murdered ruminants gather late at night to plot their revenge on the men in orange. They're probably right outside our door every night trying to figure out how to get in!
Makes you want to come up and visit, doesn't it?
Actually, we did finally see some deer last week. As I was sipping my first cup of coffee on Saturday morning I saw some movement out in the woods. On closer inspection it was a group of deer walking through the trees. I wasn't quick enough to get a picture of them, but if I had it would probably have looked something like this . . .
sort of.
More adventures to come I'm sure!
