Up at the cottage this weekend, and there is still an enormous amount of snow — properly digging our way in from the car. Everything looks fine once we’re inside, just cold, so first order of business is getting the fireplace going.
Even with the snow banks taller than the door, there’s something calming about being back here. Watching the snow through the window while the place slowly warms up is its own kind of reset.
And a lovely surprise guest while we were out shoveling — a little owl, perched right at the top of one of the pines, keeping an eye on things.
