….how quickly the weather changes on Christian Island
Being on an island in a large body of water, like Georgian Bay, the weather can change very quickly. A couple of weekends ago the water was dead calm and it was great for swimming. I swam for a solid half an hour. The water had warmed up nicely over the summer but the evenings were getting cooler. The breezes coming off the lake, however, were a welcome change from the stifling heat we had experienced in August.
As the afternoon wore on we could hear the rumblings of thunder in the distance and the big fluffy cumulous clouds were starting to darken.
We managed to get back to the cottage before the skies opened up.
….thanks to Becca Givens for hosting Sunday Treeshttps://beccagivens.wordpress.com/2020/09/13/sunday-trees-461/
Looking up through the trees at the cottage on Christian Island.
….mornings at the cottage
The first thing I do when I wake up at the cottage is fill the kettle and boil water for my morning coffee. I have no electricity so there is no coffee maker, Tassimo machine or Nespresso machine. When I grew up my parents always made filter coffee. People now call is pour over coffee and they pay a premium price for it at the coffee shop.
For more than 30 years I’ve made my coffee at the cottage this way. I put the kettle on the side burner of the BBQ and place the filter cone over our Coffee Butler. It’s a thermos that keeps the coffee hot for hours but when there’s more than two of us we often have to make a couple of pots if we want more than one cup.
This past weekend I went to the cottage with my daughter and daughter-in-law and this is how we started each morning. The night before we left for the cottage I made a large loaf of banana bread which I wrapped in foil and brought along. Heaven!
I’ll be at the cottage for a few days so you won’t see any new posts after tomorrow until Saturday or Sunday. As many of you know I have no internet or electricity. Hopefully we’ll have some nice days but regardless it always nice to get away.
Here is a recent photo of our granddaughter catching her first fish. The photo was taken by her Mom. Boy do I miss these guys.