This is the house of the lake's newest non-resident. He bought the place to flip it quickly, and is very seldom there. Last summer he was around getting it ready to sell and we have only seen him a handful of times since. The For Sale sign went up in October, I think.
The day of the fire he was there for a short time. The smoke was evident perhaps 5 - 10 minutes after he left and neighbours called 911. There were six fire trucks from several municipalities, plus ambulance plus police.
I was barricaded in overnight as the emergency vehicles were blocking our road. Leonard (my snow plow guy) phoned to let me know ... he wanted to be sure I was okay.) They all left around 1 a.m. I took the photos in the morning.
No one was inside and the firemen kept their hoses trained on the neighbouring houses as well. His next door neighbour moved her vehicle away and slept at her son's because the power was turned off to the four closest houses.
So no real damage except to a piece of real estate ... and once more that part of the lake will endure a messy summer ... this time from demolition, I suspect.
Welcome to Oma's world: a hermitage set on a pristine lake, nestled in mountains, surrounded by trees and inhabited by Oma, Kenya (her own dog) and the dogs she looks after.
In Oma's world there is time to see, really see, the natural landscape as it changes. When she is not outside with the dogs, Oma reads, writes and watches films. She has also returned to a lost hobby, knitting, tried pottery and felting with very limited success, and produced a great deal of funky furniture over the past year or so. She also teaches occasionally at a local language school.
Since moving to the hermitage she has discovered the secret to raising healthy house plants. They have to love their environment. We all do if we are to lead happy productive lives.
This summer she tried her hand at creating a garden, and has been consumed by it to the exclusion of most other occupations.
... a woman who has been many women and will likely continue to metamorphose right til the end ...
I have been a mother, a grandmother, a writer, a teacher, a traveler, a nomad,a hermit, a dog sitter, and a sporadic folk artist wannabe. Right now I am also a tiny-time-chef and caterer. Who knows where my travels will lead me as I travel down the final stretch of life's road?
5 comments:
Oh dear...where on the lake is that?
Is this your new camera?
Wow. I am so sorry for those involved. I hope no person or critter was hurt.
Fire and water. Out of place they are very, very bad.
This is the house of the lake's newest non-resident. He bought the place to flip it quickly, and is very seldom there. Last summer he was around getting it ready to sell and we have only seen him a handful of times since. The For Sale sign went up in October, I think.
The day of the fire he was there for a short time. The smoke was evident perhaps 5 - 10 minutes after he left and neighbours called 911. There were six fire trucks from several municipalities, plus ambulance plus police.
I was barricaded in overnight as the emergency vehicles were blocking our road. Leonard (my snow plow guy) phoned to let me know ... he wanted to be sure I was okay.) They all left around 1 a.m. I took the photos in the morning.
No one was inside and the firemen kept their hoses trained on the neighbouring houses as well. His next door neighbour moved her vehicle away and slept at her son's because the power was turned off to the four closest houses.
So no real damage except to a piece of real estate ... and once more that part of the lake will endure a messy summer ... this time from demolition, I suspect.
The house didn't want to be flipped and self-immoliated, obviously.
But, good to see the fire dept. in action. Reassuring, surely.
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