Fiddlehead Flat

We have decided on a name for our place, and it shall thus be known as Fiddlehead Flat, combining a taste of home, a symbol of New Zealand, and a splash of Celtic culture. It is the third flat in a unit of 3 flats down a long drive off of a quiet road. As many of you have seen, it was rather empty but over the two weeks we have managed to build a home out of it. After entering the old wooden gate you are greeted by large windows, brick and a nice large front deck which for the moment houses a broom and some poorly guarded strawberries that are constantly stolen by birds (netting to be developed later).

The whole yard in general is decorated with ferns, impatients, and bromeliads, not much work to be done there. Inside is the living area, which started a bit more meager with a few shelves and some camp chairs. Since then we have added a dining table, desk, and most recently a chair and couch. Now Tom will have something to sleep on when he arrives tomorrow.

This spacious room is slowly being decorated, but we have mounted our clocks, one for New Zealand time, and one for the time back home in the Maritimes. I also added a shoe rack so Mary-Ellen will have somewhere to organize all the shoes she brought.

The kitchen is small but suitable for feeding two people, and fortunately has lots of space. The one thing it was missing was a refrigerator. It is a small quaint little thing that definitely does the job. Unfortunately no room for the microwave, but surprisingly, don't really miss it.

The kitchen has one other feature before I move on, that occasionally walks in. I have told Mary-Ellen, that this means we don't need to get one! It occasionally wanders over to see what is going on, especially when we are cooking with the windows open.

The bathroom is interesting in that they separate the toilets from the rest of the bathroom. Not sure why the idea has not caught on more in North America...makes sense...that might be the reason.

The last room is the bedroom, with the hastily purchased bed after a night on the hard floor. It is quite low...sometimes forget there is a foot or two to go when crawling in... We also have great wonderful windows to let the sun in, which is a prominent feature of Fiddlehead Flat.

And lastly, the door in the far right corner leads to a private deck out the back, more gardens, private clothes hanger, and wraps back around to the front of the flat.

That, ladies and gentlemen, is Fiddlehead Flat, our place of abode for the next 2 years or so. We will shortly be accepting our first visitor, hopefully the first of many friends who drop by to see this unusual and wondrous little island in the south Pacific.