Very little beats a weekend away to a quiet peninsula in New Brunswick with ones pals.
The home is an old country house with wide wooden floorboards, iron bed frames, and the squeak of a mouse in the walls.
We walked, we ate, we laughed, sat in front of a roaring fireplace, petted horse, watched deer, looked at pottery picked up treasures at the end of driveways...
Isn’t it beautiful?
We located a waterfalls walk too...
Sandy is the animal whisperer.
Lisa is trying out an antique rocking chair in the middle of the road. Discarded trash became her treasure. A beautiful piece with nothing wrong with it!
The only prob with the whole weekend was that it was too short.
Our little area of the province is ramping up with a variant so another lockdown may be in our near future.
This afternoon a friend and I will hook and also tune in to a live video with the Ontario hooking store of Sande Gunning. We’ll shop while she shows us her wares.
A shadowy snap of my antique recreation which I’m struggling to love.
May JOY find its way into your day