the cabin

The girls shared a room for the first time, Maya on the bottom bunk (where I always slept as a little girl)...and Sophie on the top. Well, maybe someday she'll sleep on the top. Sophie actually slept in the crib next to the bunk beds.

I like to think about the summers they will spend together here, canoing, building, exploring, imagining, reading, sleeping in bunks...or maybe sharing the attic room.




This cabin trip, though very different from past cabin stays, was still refreshing, invigorating, decadent. We tried not to eat as much ice-cream as we often do (and we were successful, I might add, except for one ridiculously large cone of chocolate chip cookie dough that Ryan got for me). But we did enjoy opulent breakfasts of eggs, veggie sausage, toast, and hazelnut coffee every morning by the crackling fire. We read (I even finished 2 books) on the new deck and in the hammock, we strolled the shops in Cedarville, Hessel, and St. Ignace (this time on the hunt for a potty much of the time), we walked through the woods, Maya and Ryan explored the bay in the canoe, we found two wonderful playgrounds, drove along the breathtaking coast to Detour, wandered on dirt roads and 2-tracks to find the Raber Bay Inn for pizza, fell in love again with the Cedarville library (this time with the amazing children's section...which puts Norton Shores to shame), stayed up late watching some Olympics and Paris, je t'aime and The Diving Bell and the Butterfly.
The Creekside Gallery. My new favorite upnorth shop/garden. It is rather magical. I also noticed a massage table? Hm...an idea for future cabin trips.


Ryan and Maya navigating their birch-bark canoe. Ryan meticulously sewed the bark we found in the woods to make the perfect canoe, sealing it with glue for sea-worthiness.