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Dear Joie & Fitz

Hello! And greetings from Montrose! We’ve made it back to our little house on wheels, but wanted to give you the low-down on our wonderful three weeks at The Cabin.
But you knew it’d be grand, didn’t you? We had enough picture perfect Vermont days to cancel out the cool and rainy ones, and most of the other days , while maybe not crystal clear, but were winners nonetheless! We were blessed with lots of company – a sweet youngster (21!) that we met on a SOWER project , my college roommate & hubby, friends from when our kids were small who now live in VT (who we even put to work), cousins from Gary’s side, SOWER friends who came for a mid-week weekend, and a wonderful day with all of our Vermont family.
VT family

But all of our wonderful company aside, I bet you’re wondering what Gary was up to. Right? Well, as usual, he kept himself plenty busy! Continue reading Dear Joie & Fitz

One A Day

We’ve been at The Cabin over a week, and (needless to say) it’s been wonderful. The days have been, for the most part, perfect Vermont days, the nights cool and the mornings have been starting with the aroma of fresh brewed coffee and the crackle of a fire. (OK, so the fact that those things tend to happen around 5:30AM are a bit disconcerting, but I have found that drifting back to sleep for a bit is a very doable thing!)  Instead of trying to write at length about what all we’ve been doing,  I thought I would just try to find one picture per day to share the essence of that time. (Of course, at the end I’ll have links to more pictures, if you feel so inclined!).  Here we go –
Thursday – Arrival!
It felt so good to be opening the gate – we knew beautiful days were ahead of us!
Friday – Rain, Rain, stay and keep up quiet!
Saturday – The sun returned, and we did some tramping about to see some of the changes in the landscape in year we missed coming.
Cabin view 2017
Sunday – Sweet worship at our home-away-from-home church, and then the SPLASH party in the afternoon!
Splash 17
Monday – We missed the eclipse, but we had a wonderful visit with Continue reading One A Day

First Day of Vacay

God gave us a wonderful gift for our first day of our Cabin Vacation – RAIN!
Although it didn’t rain ALL day, it certainly rained for the better part of it and kept us inside. It ruled out getting started on any projects (other than unpacking) and MADE us sit still and read and take naps. Sitting still is not something that comes easily to some of us in this marriage, but sitting still is what God gave us yesterday. He also gave us an early morning power outage
which reinforced our divine directive to step back and be still.
Then, as we were enjoying a bit of a snooze, we heard some noises on the back lawn. Continue reading First Day of Vacay

Mondays are for Memories – I wonder if they knew…..

Since this is the first summer since 2009 that we haven’t made it to our precious Vermont family cabin, it only makes sense that if I was looking for Memories to share, I’d be looking for something with the word “Cabin” in it! Here’s one from just a couple of years ago – filled with a bit of family history and a fair bit of nostalgia!

September 1, 2014 – I wonder if they knew
Do you think they knew?
It was in October of 1937, in the midst of the Great Depression, when my grandparents purchased 190 acres (+/- as the deed states) about 8 miles outside of town along the road to Wright’s Mountain. My grandfather was the town doctor with a young family and I’ve often wondered just how they were able scrape together the funds to not only purchase the land but then build this modest one room cabin during a time when his bills were as apt to be paid with live chickens and black raspberry jam as cold hard cash.
cabin 1938
But regardless of how it all happened,  I wonder if they knew the impact this little get-away would have on their descendants.
I’m pretty sure the cabin was not built as a vacation destination. Since I doubt that in the years preceding World War II there were many vacation days built into a country doctor’s life, I think the cabin, in its earliest years, was more a spot for an afternoon of quiet, or maybe even that safe place where my grandmother could take the kids for a break in the routine. Knowing my grandmother, she probably used it for parties too!
Fast forward to the 1950’s. Although as a family we ALWAYS came to Bradford for our vacation (last week in July/first week in August = Plant shutdown = two weeks in Bradford), we stayed at our grandparent’s house – the Big House in the middle of town (complete with the Doctor’s office and Nurse Cora) and later a small house just outside of town affectionately called The Little House. I think that four young children coupled with no electric, water that needed to be pumped by hand from the not-very-close-by well and the random cow plops that dotted our meadow and path to the pond made “cabin time” a bit more challenging during those years. (My grandparents leased out their property to a nearby farmer for his dry cows to roam. The cows did a great job of keeping down the undergrowth and added a bit of whimsy to the cabin ambiance, but you never knew when you might come across one of their deposits.) We were more apt to pile in the jeepster for an afternoon cabin excursion or maybe, as a special treat, an overnight camping adventure.
While it wasn’t the ultimate destination for our family vacation, it was still the highlight. It was the spot where I learned to swim, bait a hook, row a boat, enjoy fresh caught trout for breakfast and how to read by candlelight. Precious memories all. By the late 1960’s electricity had arrived and we began to stay at the cabin for longer stretches of time. Or maybe it was that my grandparents were getting older and the happy mayhem of our family (now full of teenagers) was best enjoyed by them visiting us at the cabin rather than us staying with them and just visiting the cabin. It’s hard to say. But by the early 70’s, as our generation was getting married and starting our families, the Cabin became the destination. We could hardly wait to introduce our little ones to the joys of the Cabin. (Difficulty of children napping in a one room cabin notwithstanding. At least there were no cow plops!)

Pond1981 PondLara1981

Along with being the vacation destination, over the years our little slice of Vermont heaven has also served as a honeymoon cabin, a retreat from the world cabin and a family gathering cabin.

1998 – The last summer my Dad (center) made it to the cabin.


2012 – the Cabin’s 75th Anniversary

This summer, along with the four of us “senior siblings”, six of the thirteen cousins and their families spent time at the cabin. Several others longed to be here but couldn’t make the logistics work. Hooks were baited, inner tubes were inflated, frogs were caught and books were read. Naps were taken and favorite spots were explored. Maybe even a party or two was enjoyed. And important moments like these were shared.

Grampy Doc and Lizzie > Dad and Mom > four siblings > 13 cousins > 29 (and counting) second cousins
I wonder if they knew…….

True Confessions of a Cabin Addict

Hello. My name is Stephanie and I am a Cabin Addict.
Here are are my symptoms –

  • I love our outhouse

Cabin May 2014-1
I sadly do not have a picture of the inside, but it’s painted, has artwork and occasionally even boasts fresh flowers. I never have to worry about whether or not it will flush or if there will be a clog. And then there’s the view – well, I just never get tired of viewing the view.

  • I think taking a shower at the cabin is a miracle.

After years (and years) of sponge baths, pond baths and even an occasional bracing well bath, we are able to take hot showers at the cabin. Our shower is complete with granite walls, a mirror for shaving and light for night showering. The fact that we occasionally share it with a chipmunk only adds to its charm (after we’re done shrieking!).

  • Cooking in the Cabin Kitchen makes my culinary juices flow.CabinSept2015-3
    The “work triangle” is to die for, there is always a ready supply of hot water (kettle on the stove) and cold water (jug by sink) and the vintage fridge only periodically freezes the lettuce. Though you can’t see it in this picture, we have a great selection of well-seasoned cast iron frying pans and pots, and new recipes just seem to call my name.
  • I have no guilt pangs watching my dear husband do the cabin “his way” while I do it “my way””. His Way involved (this time at least) constructing and organizing a pond shed, moving the pump to the well from the shed and all electrical work thus required, rebuilding an existing drawer in the kitchen and adding a new one, building a stand for our “emergency” indoor porta-pottie, clearing and prepping the area next to the cabin to make it more useful in the future and continuing to conquer the rocks that jeopardize the lawnmower. My Way consists of sleeping as late as I can, drinking coffee by the fire (coffee brewed and fire built His Way) for as long as I can, cleaning and organizing different areas of the cabin and sorting through my 7,643 pictures taken last year and putting together my official “Year Eleven” photo book. I’m at the ready to help my guy whenever he needs me, but pretty much I’m just working at my own speed on my own list. (Pictures of this year’s His Way projects can be found HERE. A preview of my photo book is HERE. Don’t judge me.)
  • I love the fact that we can (even if it’s only occasionally) share the cabin with our kids. This year we overlapped the first weekend with our Lancaster kiddos and it was such a delight to see this next generation loving the cabin in action. Especially fun – watching the 4 year old take a bit of ownership on this little corner of the world!
    September 2015 iPhone
    And my favorite – CabinSept2015-41

“Let me help, Daddy! I can do it!” (Three generations at the cabin. This makes my heart sing!)

  • I am irrestibly drawn to sharing the Cabin Love with friends. This year good friends Joe & Kim Trivilino came for a long weekend,
    Other SOWER friends stopped in for an afternoon –CabinSept2015-9
    and the cabin hosted (for the 4th year in a row!) the Phoebe’s ladies group from our
    Bradford Church.

Another confession – I love to show off the cabin. There, I said it.

  • Finally, I am totally addicted to taking this picture.
    I’ve only uploaded one this time, but don’t be led astray – there are plenty more where that came from.


  There, I feel better now that I’ve gotten this off my chest. We’ve traveled extensively over the last 11 years, and one question that we are often asked is, “What’s your favorite spot?”. With no hesitation, it always comes back to So hard to say good-bye! #nofilter #cabinlove #grandkidsinourfuture
The Cabin.

If you’d like to see more photos of our wonderful three weeks at the cabin (along with some of the other wonderful family we got to see), you can check out the whole set (Don’t worry, it’s not ALL the pictures I took – just the ones I’ve uploaded!) HERE!