Our first stop was at my cousin Gerry's place in Moncton. Her dad, Willie, was my grandmother's brother - so she's my mother's first cousin. We were both named after my grandmother, Geraldine.
A loft? In a trailer?
It's just high enough to be able to sit on the bed and have a few inches clearance from the ceiling. There are windows all around up there. Anne can see the river while lying in bed. The little electric fireplace in the corner was purchased on sale at Canadian Tire and the top cut down to fit in the space.
Looking down from the loft, this is the view. I love the pine floors and the porcelain tile on the kitchen floor.
The next morning we headed eastward to Shediac, on the way to visit my cousin Marilyn.
|Marilyn, Linda and Geri|
After KnitEast in St. Andrews (which will get a blog post all of its own and fast-forward two days), we drove up to Fredericton to visit my cousins Janet and Bruce and Bruce's family. Janet and Bruce's mother was my mother's first cousin and one of Emma's daughters. Confused?
Of all my cousins, Janet reminds me the most of my grandmother.
It was a whirlwind visit to New Brunswick but a wonderful opportunity to see so many of my cousins.