Time is an extremely valuable commodity. In our fast-paced world, there are generally more things to be done than there is time to do them. Today, I experienced a notable exception to this rule.
I am writing this post from my cottage…my little slice of heaven…the centre of my universe…the one location that has had a persistent presence in my life. I am convinced that my cottage exists in a time warp. This evening, my father and I arrived at the cottage at 6:45 pm, following our excursion to the movies to see Star Wars: Episode 3 (Awesome movie, but I digress). During the three hours following our arrival, we cleaned the entire place from stem to stern (swept, mopped, vacuumed and washed the carpet, scrubbed the bathroom, waxed the floor, dusted the ceiling/walls, and rearranged the furniture), cooked supper, and vegged for a half hour. After all that, I looked down at the time on my cell phone and it was only 9:30! I couldn’t believe it. How did we get all that done in just under 3 hours?
This is a regular occurrence at my cottage. Why is it that time screeches to a halt when I’m out here? Here are a few theories:
- Time Warp: My cottage exists in a space-time anomaly that deflects the proper flow of time. This kind of thing happens in star trek all the time, so this must be a perfectly valid explanation. I wish I could discover how to setup a time warp around my cubicle at work.
- Increased efficiency: I know this sounds much more ridiculous than the previous reason, but maybe there are fewer distractions out here. When there are no televisions, no high-speed internet, and no Xboxes or computer games, it's much easier to be efficient! Fewer distractions = higher efficiency! Maybe I should get rid of all of my technological devices once and for all! Or not...I'm trapped in my modern world.
Whatever the reason, the speed that time passes is one of the main reasons why cottage country is so appealing. Tomorrow, I’m headed back to the city. I guess it’s time to turn off my computer and go back to enjoying slow time while I still can!
3 comments:
It was great to share "cottage Time " with you.. It has to be a "space-time anomoly becasue it is universal. The passage of time is perceived differently by different people but when we are at the cottage "everyone" feel senses the same "slowing".
Factor into that the strange obscure stations that we can only get on the cottage radio...and the attraction the hillside behind us has for lightning.....need I say more.
In life their must be a constant and the Cottage serves that pupose for us.....Thanks
I'm not sure if this contradicts or concurs with the time warp theory, but perhaps everyone has a refuge. A preordained asylum that operates at a natural frequency coincidental with our own. That is to say, maybe 'cottage time' is how life should be and it's not so much that time slows down when you're there, but that it speeds up when you're not. In which case, I'm really glad that you got a chance to retreat to your refuge.
Rob,
The cottage is a favourite place of mine as well. When I sit on the deck and look out onto the lake it's as if I am looking at a huge movie screen. The view is too beautiful to be real. I feel all pressures of reality draining from me to be replaced by a sensation of calm. peace and tranquility. I am cantered and at peace with the world and myself. The cottage is the one place where serenity awaits and welcomes me with unconditional warmth.
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