A Bittersweet Weekend

closing the cottage for the season

It’s always harder to close the cottage when the weather is so lovely. It had to be done, though, because Kevin and I are taking a road trip to the east coast before Thanksgiving. I drove up Saturday morning and only brought enough food for one dinner and one breakfast. I didn’t have to worry about turning on the fridge because I wasn’t staying long.

The line up for the ferry was half way up the hill when I arrived and more cars arrived. Luckily everyone got on the next ferry.

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When I arrived at the cottage I took some time to go to the beach and go for a long walk. It was surprisingly busy for September. You wouldn’t know it from my photos.

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Dinner consisted of potato salad that I picked up in Tiny Village, a couple of slices of bread from the Inn with ham and cheese, a cup of soup and of course a glass of wine
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Breakfast was the same bread but toasted on the BBQ and a cup of coffee. Before I started to work I read a few pages of my book and had another walk on the beach

Closing up the cottage involves stripping all the beds, storing the pillows, cushions and blankets in storage containers, taking all the liquids and canned good out of the cupboards to take home (otherwise they freeze over the winter and the cans bulge), packing away all the candles and anything that the mice like to chew on (hopefully they’ll stay away this fall), closing and locking all the windows, moving the BBQ and covering it, bringing all the outdoor chairs inside and boarding up the doors. It was a lot of work but I managed.

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I left at 2:20, dropped the garbage and recycling at the top of our laneway and headed for the ferry dock. I knew there was a 2:30 ferry but I didn’t expect to catch it. I thought I would be waiting in line for the 3:30 boat. When I got to dock the boat was still being loaded and to my surprise I was the last car on the ferry. I don’t very often get this view going across the bay to the mainland.

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Au revoir, Christian Island. See you next summer.