Windsor Cottage Chronicles

Lake Sunapee has always felt like a spiritual place—with its shimmering waters, the echoing calls of loons, eagles soaring overhead, and the granite ski slopes standing sentinel to the south. Each season brings its own magic, but autumn, with its riot of color and morning mist, feels especially sacred. We’ve broken a bit of that silence with construction, trading tranquility for the steady rumble of progress. Walkers and joggers stand still and rubberneck in disbelief because, truthfully, the excavation process is pretty amazing. If you’ve ever tried to build a sandcastle using only a teaspoon, congratulations—you now understand our excavation method at Windsor Cottage. Our builders have been working heroically this week, but with such complicated access and not a lot of room to maneuver,  the biggest piece of machinery that can really do the job is little Doug the Excavator. He’s adorable—like a Tonka truck that grew up and got a union card. Picture this: Dan the Man, laser-focus...

Blodgett Landing wasn’t exactly designed for heavy machinery. The cottages here sit on tiny slivers of land that once held tents. Think adult dorm space, except you get your own front door and there are fewer keg parties.  Lakefront strip of cottages in Blodgett Landing Anticipation was sky-high when our builder rolled in today. Picture this: a huge truck pulling a trailer with an excavator creeping down a one-way road the size of a driveway. Cue the entrance of our unofficial “mayor” of Blodgett Landing. Captain Kara saved the day by offering her driveway so the crew could back the behemoth down between the houses. Without her, that excavator might still be stuck on Middle Street. This was also the moment hubby and I realized we’d been wildly optimistic about just how much space we had to work with. Spoiler: not much. At the southern back corner of our lot, we negotiated with our back neighbors for permission to cross a sliver of their land. The crew eased the excava...