Welcome to my blog.
This is where I write about the cottage, and write about my travels. I just write, because that is what I do.
My dad would wander out on the front porch of the cottage and shout out “Hello World!” at the top of his lungs. The bellow would break the silence of a summer’s evening, and echo across the stil... Read More
“Dear Cottage Daze, Dear Cottage Daze, I can’t believe summer is done - No more swims in the lake, no more time in the sun. Can you not give us cottage days that always will last, instead of a se... Read More
Our arrival at the lake follows a long-practiced routine. I jump out at the resort where our eighty horse runabout is stored in a sheltered berth. My wife jumps into the driver’s seat of the truck... Read More