Recently hubby and I had a weekend get away to a bed and breakfast inn near Huntsville Ontario.
We made our escape on the motorcycle after our kids had all been safely accounted for and with people we trusted. These getaways haven't been too frequent due to the fact that my vocation as a parent is not one I take lightly. that being said my vocation as wife is equally important.
"Quality time" is my husband's love language , so time away from the demands of home life rate high for him. I on the other hand enjoy being away...(it's simply the packing and preparing that tend to make me drag my feet).
It is very therapeutic riding on the back of a motorcycle though, with the wind blowing in your face and the jagged ribbon of highway billowing in front, than behind.
It is a great time to get lost in your own thoughts, view nature from a different perspective and admire pretty homes and gardens.
On the way to our destination we rode through many picturesque, sea side towns...
stopped at this one..
The bed and breakfasts two rooms were already booked, so due to the fact that we know the owners,:) they let us stay in the boathouse (which they can't rent out officially due to insurance reasons.)
My romantic side was smitten with the boathouse as soon as I saw it.
Nestled unassumingly beside the water, and filled with rustic charm it seemed to exude both tranquility and mystery.
(I may never leave:)
the winding staircase ...
enjoying fruit fondue..
our room (love the quilts..)
Back home to the duties of the week, the constant upkeep and repairs and demands, that come with an ordinary life.
The everyday, that after even a weekend away make me realize again,
that life is a sacred blessing.
stopping for a train to pass..
Happy Weekend, ( have you ever slept in a boat house?)
~Lucy~
We made our escape on the motorcycle after our kids had all been safely accounted for and with people we trusted. These getaways haven't been too frequent due to the fact that my vocation as a parent is not one I take lightly. that being said my vocation as wife is equally important.
"Quality time" is my husband's love language , so time away from the demands of home life rate high for him. I on the other hand enjoy being away...(it's simply the packing and preparing that tend to make me drag my feet).
It is very therapeutic riding on the back of a motorcycle though, with the wind blowing in your face and the jagged ribbon of highway billowing in front, than behind.
It is a great time to get lost in your own thoughts, view nature from a different perspective and admire pretty homes and gardens.
On the way to our destination we rode through many picturesque, sea side towns...
stopped at this one..
The bed and breakfasts two rooms were already booked, so due to the fact that we know the owners,:) they let us stay in the boathouse (which they can't rent out officially due to insurance reasons.)
My romantic side was smitten with the boathouse as soon as I saw it.
Nestled unassumingly beside the water, and filled with rustic charm it seemed to exude both tranquility and mystery.
(I may never leave:)
the winding staircase ...
enjoying fruit fondue..
Hubby and I enjoyed our wee get away. The next day we hopped back on the bike and meandered home to life.
Back home to the duties of the week, the constant upkeep and repairs and demands, that come with an ordinary life.
The everyday, that after even a weekend away make me realize again,
that life is a sacred blessing.
stopping for a train to pass..
Happy Weekend, ( have you ever slept in a boat house?)
~Lucy~
