I remember catching crawdads in the shallow water by the boat house. I remember running down the dock, hoping to top the distance of my cousin's dive. I once cut my foot open on a buoy and had trudge back up to the house as my father's giant shoe filled up with my blood. A small part of me grew up in this New Hampshire lake house and now it's time to pass the torch.
The house that has been in my father's family for at least 60 years is finally up for sale. Located in idyllic Alton, NH (think lobster rolls and summer tans), it's settled on a prime 275 feet of water frontage on the picturesque Lake Winnipesaukee. Being from the midwest, I didn't make it up there nearly as often as my east coast cousins but I'm sad to see it go nonetheless.
In terms of design, some simple cosmetic upgrading could be all it needs. Yet I hope the new owners don't go too crazy and gut the whole thing, deetzing it into some modern travesty. It's too cozy, too charming, and that bathroom wallpaper is just too great.
It's got 3 bedrooms (with all the fun pitched roof angles), 2 bathrooms, a fantastic sun porch, and a boat house. These days, it's against the law to build a boat house on Lake Winnipesaukee so to find one that's been grandfathered in is a rarity. The price doesn't seem too outrageous, especially for all those memories, and did I happen to mention the lake...?
Friday, June 01, 2007
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Awww the lake house... This is where I was instilled a fear of water at night... I think our cousins told us there were sharks too... teehee.
I also butchered myself attempting to waterski, but at least I have Uncle David's video so that I can never forget that! I will miss this place even though we didn't 'summer' there often.
...hikes up Mount Major, picking blueberries, the rope swing over the lake, Annalee dolls, that clock in the kitchen where the people went in and out depending on the weather, all that "vintage" fiestaware in the sweet corner cabinet in the dining room...
'member the photo of Drew and the babies looking out the tiny bedroom window at the lake...?
I love the verb of "deetzing." That is awesome.
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