Mother %&@ Maudlin Frydaz – II

This week didn’t suck. Twinges and cold, than rainy days are here again, to wash it all away (the snow that is). Tooth, btw, still gone. No Dentist can see me now till the new year. Paula with the pirate smile I guess for the New Year. Things could be a lot worse, I’m keeping on, keeping on. I don’t smile, but that’s only because I don’t want to scare people. Makes me vulnerable, but maybe not a bad thing. Keeps me in at night…that’s for certain. Plus, having little money is an added incentive.

So, last night whilst trying to escape me woes, I decided to go cruising through my photograph collection, to see what there was. Go digging around abit. I do this every once in a while, just to access what I have, get inspired maybe. Well,  I came across a set I haven’t looked at in a good while, not sure why. These were taken between February 27th – March 9th, 2009…our first year at the Lake.

Those first days, man. That place, it almost seemed as if a whirlwind…like a gigantic gust of wind had blown me northwest and dropped down in this tumbling, rolling Lake of Cedars and woodsy solitude. These were all taken in those first days. It was the year I was introduced to the darling Red Squirrels…Tim’s arch nemesis. He HATED the things. teehee. HATED them. I really don’t recall exactly why. I mean, these little buggers were never found anywhere near the house. AH!! try Grey Squirrels with army boots in your attic…now THOSE are squirrels.

Here’s a stroll down memory lane…the first year Tim and I were at the cottage.
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  1. Pingback: On This Maudlin Fryday | The Temenos Journal

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