It's been in my wife's family since 1944. Story goes that the place was a "kit" bought with logs already cut and ready for assembly. The logs and all the fittings were dropped on the property on the shoreline of Lake Huron in the northern part of the Canadian province of Ontario. Over the years, it's been expanded and refreshed, brought up to date in some senses of the word, but still has it's original charm and is a simple, restful retreat.
Where I came from, we'd probably have called it a cabin, but it's not a cabin. It's a cottage. Don't make me have to tell you again. :) Cottage.
