Today we spent the afternoon diving down and ripping out water lily roots from the muddy bottom, because even though the lilies are beautiful, they’re an introduced species and they’re filling the lake. It’s hard and slightly creepy work, but the wine afterward makes up for it. You actually need the wine after fumbling around with weird, stubborn roots in the murky, existential depths. Photos are of my favourite handmade house, situated on a warm Vancouver Island lake, August 2009.

Tags: British Columbia, cedar, handmade house, lake, Once you've slept on an island/ You'll never be quite the same, poem, summer, vacation, Vancouver Island

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