Specifically, this treehouse, perched on the rocks of Passage Island. This amazing place is just a 5 minute water-taxi from Fisherman’s Cove, West Vancouver. It’s listed for $399,000 – why does that seem like such a deal?
100% self-sufficient…solar panels….generators… views to kill for…
How good would a latte and a book be in this very spot?
Grey clouds have dropped like a gauze over the city today. It’s reading weather. I am a chapter into Anne Michaels‘ newest book, The Winter Vault. It’s only the second novel she’s ever written – her first being the famed story of Jakob Beer in Fugitive Pieces (oh how I loved Michaela). Most interesting so far has been the history surrounding the St. Lawerence River and the construction of the seaway as it swallowed whole towns. If you don’t like aching, poetic language, this is probably not the book for you. I just happen to love what tortures others.
Thought: homes should be designed to inspire reading. What does that mean? Full of places that invite you to linger.
Admission: I watched Marley and Me last night and cried like a baby. If you don’t have a dog, you might not get it.