Monday, September 12, 2022

Interlude II

In a previous post(s), I mentioned the old cottage and how the woman who owned it thoughtlessly passed away and how it had long since been sold (not to me). Actually, it had been sold at least one other time since (again, not to me) and whoever was selling it had unfortunately "modernized" the place. 

I know this because I saw some pictures of it on some realtor's website, back when I surfing around wondering, "Whatever became of...?". 

Here's a tip: Don't do that. It never ends well.

It my case, it spoils the illusion that things are exactly the same as they were a decade (or more) ago; that time, at least in some places, has stood still. And it ruins the illusion that at some level (at the risk of being institutionalized), the family is still thee, sharing time together.

But Sam had wanted to see the cottage so, with some trepidation, we drove by on the way back to the "new cottage". I was glad to see that other than a new coat of paint (within the last ten-or-so years, anyway), nothing had substantially changed. 

So, as long as I stay away from that realtor's website, the illusion lives on - a part of the family is still in there, sharing time together and life is as it should be.

Here are some photos of the cottage, taken over the course of several years. It gives you a pretty good idea of how little things change...

2003

2004

2005

2006

2007

2008

2009

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