Vacation Fun

Well I am back in the land of the living

not that I was not living while I was away

but I find it hard just to lay back

and let it all go

while I am at home

I think it is a woman guilt thing

anyhoo

we left on Thursday

and headed to the cottage
the temperature dropped 20 degrees from home to there
which was a wlecome change
since it was so humid at home

on the way there

I got to thinking

why do we call it a cottage

when it is a rustic little cabin in the woods??

I guess because it is by the water

we have always called it a cottage

now it is rustic

no running water

which = no hot water

unless you count heating it on the stove

a couple of years ago

we rigged up a rain barrel 

which then pipes into the cottage

and enables us to do things like

flush the toilet

and I use the water for dishes and such

then a week or so ago
Trev went down for the day
and our barrel was laying on the ground
so first thing on the agenda was to fix it

my handyman

pedicure completed ~ here are my teal toes!

So relaxation was the mode for our time there
I read 2 books ~ 3 magazines
mowed the lawn ~ laid in the hammock
napped ~ snacked ~ played crib

Saturday we were under a tropical storm watch
thankfully Hurricane Earl had been downgraded
and his bark was worse than his bite
we did lose power for about 4 hours

and it rained
of course my boy was out in it
can you tell where his coat ended and how high his boots were??

Cooper came too ~ this was his favorite perch...

The rest of the week-end was gorgeous 

this is what the sky looked like every day

 

the tides were high

but we never did get down for a bonfire

In the midst of packing up on Monday

I decided to take some shots of what makes 

this little place so special to me

 

just pulling into the driveway sparks a smile

of course you know I love my beach

and some of the "finds" we have found down there

throughout the years

 these are found all around the cottage

 love this sign

and if I ever do have an actual laundry room

I will be snagging this for it!

as you can see there are old things

and new things

it is not fancy ~ that is for sure

 this is our pet memory wall

the framed picture in the center started it all

Mitzie was 17 years old

when she passed in 1992 and she is buried at the cottage

 this is one of the things I love about it most

mismatched everything

 there are some gems in here

old silver ~ cast offs and hand me downs

from days gone by

the trees out back ~ mossy ground

and the hand made screen door with the "button"

our path to the beach

or in this case ~ from the beach

and last but certainly not least

the hammock.

I am so glad to be back and plugged in

rain is in the forecast tomorrow

so that will give me an excuse to 

catch up on some blog reading

Happy Tuesday!!