Today I am sharing a few more images from our February visit to our cabin. I am focusing on the beautiful rural scenery rather the disaster happening inside the actual cabin. Blue sky and snow make for stunning images.
Trees in the cabin’s backyard.
Footprints and trees.
Blue sky and leafless trees.
The last picture is one of my favorites. It sums up why it is so great sneaking away to this part of the world.
Photography by Debra Hunter.
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View from Hoffman Beach.
View from the bridge near Baybridge.
View from Hoffman Beach.
View from Hoffman Beach.
I was glancing through a few images this afternoon looking for some painting inspiration. These pictures are from last weekend when we were up at the cabin and stormy clouds hung over Lake Isle all afternoon. The cool weather this spring has meant few cottagers have been out to their cabins and has made for a very quiet lake. The quiet has been very nice.
Lake Isle, Alberta, Canada
A picture perfect lake with only the sound of croaking frogs and singing birds.
This is what a wild Friday night is like at the cabin.
Lake Isle, Lac Ste. Anne County, Alberta, Canada
Here is the post everyone has been waiting for!
Every year at our cabin we experience one or two mayfly weekends. A mayfly weekend is pretty hard not to notice. The sides of our cabin are coated with mayflies. There is a constant buzzing and humming as the mayflies swarm. A step onto the grass sets off another swarm, and if you dare open the door to the cabin the little invaders invite themselves in to fly near the house lights all evening long.
We went to the lake and got swarmed. We tried to rake the flowerbeds and got swarmed.
Mayflies on the fence.
We went to check out the noise at our neighbours and saw this…….
Mayflies swarm over the roof.
Even sneaking into the cabin meant dealing with these flying creatures. We left the light on at the front and went in the back door in the dark hoping to lessen the number of indoor mayflies.
Mayflies by the light over the door.
Mayfly weekend is definitely something to see, however remember to keep your mouth closed when outside or you’ll have a not-so-tasty flying treat in your mouth!
It seems like this week we have been on the move a lot. We drove back from the coast (close to 24 hours door to door), got everyone settled in work and school, then discovered insurance didn’t cover snow load on the cabin so it was off to the cabin this weekend to sort that out.
As usual we didn’t get going early in the day, so by the time we made the almost 3 hour drive we were starting to see the sun go down. The clear winter sky gave us a beautiful sunset over a frozen Lake Isle (Lac Ste. Anne County, Alberta, Canada).
The last bend in the road before the cabin gave us golden light to admire and then it was time to get down to business.
The cabin had definitely seen its fair share of snow. We were able to slog through the thigh high snow however our two youngest that joined us on the trip had a few more problems.
Once the snow passed their waists we realized that playing in the snow at the cabin wasn’t exactly working as they were completely stuck. While Mark pulled out the ladder and started clearing the roof I shoveled out a mini road through the snow for the littles so that they could at least walk up and down and play a little. Littles settled, up I went to help Mark on the roof.
The snow was heavy and thick once we got on the roof. It was much deeper than it appeared from the ground. Mark took one side and I took the other and got to work (and moaned a bit about how much snow there was!). We shoveled until we were out of light and then called it a day.
We managed to get about two feet of snow off the roof before darkness set in . It might not be perfect but a lot of the weight was now off the roof. We took a quick moment to take a look inside the cabin and all was safe and sound exactly how we left it when we put it to bed in October.
The cabin was tempting us to stay, but we were three kids short (they were having dinner with the grandparents) and hadn’t brought water. Now we are thinking “maybe next weekend”. Perhaps this is the year we should open it up early, go for a snowshoe and get a big old fire roaring in the fireplace.
As fall is in full swing, and the temperatures have started to dip at night, we decided it was time to start closing up the cabin for the season.
The roads are empty.
The lake is quiet.
The colors in the field are golden.
The wood is stacked.
Yet we enjoy one last fire.
We tidy the cabin.
We put the beds to bed.
We empty the bird boxes.
The chairs are empty.
We treasure the time we had as a family.
I often blog about time at the cabin and I am sure many wonder just where it is. Our cabin area has unfortunately been in the news lately. The train derailment that occurred at Gainford, Alberta this past weekend is just across the lake from our cabin. We hear the 1 a.m. train every weekend and that very same train is the one that derailed and sent fireballs flaring. We were lucky this past weekend, a few kids fighting colds kept us from going up for the final close up. Luckily we avoided the smoke and the traffic problems, which is minor compared to the families that have been evacuated and have had farmland burned to the ground. Hopefully final close up will happen this weekend.
(Warning: today is municipal election day in Alberta. As I watch the numbers roll in this evening I know the scene is building for a very immature post from me tomorrow. Just thought I would throw out the warning!)