Tag: Boathouse

  • Blurry Boathouse

    Blurry Boathouse

    A blurry boathouse brooding over Blood’s Bay… Vintage postcard? B-roll for an old film? Although this sepia rendering of Rosslyn’s boathouse back on May 20, 2013 feels like it might have been made almost a century ago, it’s relatively new. New in Rosslyn terms, at least. Eleven years ago today. It’s a reminder that there’s…

  • Imperfection

    Imperfection

    Today I offer you a scrapbook meditation on imperfection not only as inevitable but also as appealing and valuable. And for habitués, you won’t be surprised by my mind meandering into the humbling wonders of wabi-sabi. The imperfect moments shape us as much as the sunny ones. (Source: Frosty Ferrying into Rosslyn) With May showers flirting,…

  • Birthday Wish

    Birthday Wish

    I’m investing my 2024 birthday wish and willing Lake Champlain’s water levels to fall, fall, fall. Sure do hope it tips the scale!

  • Ready or Not

    Ready or Not

    At the outset we bought Rosslyn envisioning a 1-4 year timeline. Resuscitate the house and outbuildings while rebooting our lives, and then move on. Ready or not, on we’d go. Tidy. Viable. Or so we thought. But our timeline stretched and our ambitions mushroomed. We became romantically involved and our perspective shifted, fish-eyed, and grew…

  • April Oasis

    April Oasis

    Meditating on the lakeside sanctuary that seduced us nearly two decades ago (and with which we remain smitten even as we begin let go…)

  • April Sky

    April Sky

    With an eye to the historic eclipse only two days away, let’s embrace the sometimes eerie and inauspicious energy of this powerful place. April Sky Drama darkening,a tempest threatens.Clouds brood, silence booms,preluding downpour. Lake, mountains, boathousegrow unfamiliar. Thunder growls afarechoes echoing,Valkyries vaunting. Spectacle unfolds,forebodings menace,the lake bears witness.

  • Milky Morning

    Milky Morning

    A lyrical look at lakeside awakening, a groggy boathouse, and winter weather induced escapism.

  • Full Moon Hangover

    Full Moon Hangover

    Did you see the full moon last night? Spectacular! I snapped this photo of the moon illuminating a cinematic moonbeam extending from Vermont’s Green Mountains to Rosslyn’s boathouse. It was a breathtakingly beautiful prologue for the full moon insomnia that Susan and I experienced last night (and the full moon hangover that I’ve been enduring…

  • Ice Flow

    Ice Flow

    Lake Champlain ice flows are legendary. But 2023-4 did not deliver the shore-to-shore ice that during our early Rosslyn winters and springs were as predictable as months of snow. And, in many respects, that’s a relief given the currently heightened water level which has been hovering around 98.5’ above NGVD 1929 for about a week.…

  • Homeness: Sea Urchin Test

    Homeness: Sea Urchin Test

    Good afternoon. And fair warning: if you’re the linear, A-to-Z, plot-perfect type, then today’s post should be skipped. Rest assured there are more “homeness” posts in store to explore notions of home, tidier essays and poems crafted with an identifiable trajectory rather than patchwork posts like today’s scrapbook-y mashup. If you’re curious and comfortable with…

  • Placid Lake Day

    Placid Lake Day

    Ah, moments like this. A placid lake day inspiring a seasonality sing song. Lake Champlain’s surface silky smooth, disrupted only by the wakes of paddling Canada Geese. Temperatures warm enough to tempt daydreams of spring despite dipping temps (and possibility of precipitation) next week. Bluebird dome above — with just the faintest whisper of cloud…

  • TMB March 8, 2007

    TMB March 8, 2007

    Flashback seventeen years to the first winter of discouraging setbacks as we tried desperately to advance our dream of revitalizing this old house into our new home.