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Every photo here was taken by us, across the seasons at Casolena. It's less a portfolio than a record of how the house feels, in different hours, different seasons. Click any photo to view it large.

Aerial view of a lone kayak hanging over its own shadow on clear turquoise water — Yes, this is Lake Huron. Everyone asks.

View from a bed in the Cielo loft across rattan chairs to the angled glass wall and lake — Wake up to this view in the Cielo loft bedroom.

The Milky Way over dark trees and the warmly glowing A-frame windows of the cottage at night — The Milky Way over Casolena on a summer night. We are in a designated Dark Sky Preserve.

Snow-laden spruce trees seen through a bedroom window past linen pillows — On a winter morning like this one, you won't get up right away. Nobody does!

Reading in bed in the Cielo loft, feet up, with the angled glass wall and the lake beyond — Another lazy winter morning in Cielo.

Golden morning light filling the great room's wrap-around windows over two armchairs — October morning sunbeams in the great room.

Two croissants, two mugs and a small potted plant on the table in hard morning light, the lake beyond — A simple breakfast from the village grocery.

Eggs frying on the induction cooktop with oils, spices and the frozen lake beyond the window — Making Sunday brunch with a frozen lake view.

The great room seen from behind the leather sofa: fireplace, poufs and cathedral windows in winter light — Big enough for 3 conversations at once, open enough that neither one feels isolated.

Open great room with leather sofa, fireplace, dining area, kitchen and the loft bridge above — The open design, where everyone can still be together while cooking, dining, chilling.

Looking up through the atrium past the fireplace to the loft bridge and pine ceilings — The spacious and airy architecture of Casolena.

Sunlight pouring through the cathedral windows across the leather sofa and wood floors — Few walls and a lot of glass, so light crosses the whole house.

Two leather armchairs before the great room's towering prow windows in winter — Everyone's favorite spot for a long conversation

Two armchairs under the great room's cathedral windows with readers in them and snow on the shore outside — or getting lost in a book.

Reader curled under a chunky gray knit blanket on the leather couch, prow windows over the frozen lake — The couch is another favorite reading spot.

Reader's view of an open book held above the round table, coffee alongside and the snowy lake through the windows — Don't forget to make tea.

A guest with a mug in the leather armchair by the corner windows as the sun sets over the lake — Front-row seats to a winter sunset.

Two cups of tea and a white orchid on the window-side table with snowy trees outside — Tea in the sunroom on a quiet winter day.

A bar table with stools and a kettle beside the two-story glass wall, guitar waiting, snowy trees outside — The coffee machine is 2 steps from the sunroom chairs, which was either planning or luck.

Stone fireplace with a propane stove, floral art above, two armchairs and a guitar in bright daylight — The fireside nook. Pick a book or play a few strings.

Chess set on a round wooden table in golden evening light, guitar and stone fireplace behind — The chessboard at golden hour. Phones stay wherever they fell.

Kitchen island with pendant light looking down the timber-framed great room to the lake windows — The cook faces the lake here, never the wall.

Live-edge dining table set with white dishes and flowers, staircase and lake windows behind — Low winter sun lights up the whole dining table.

Close-up of white plates, cutlery and a glass of wine on the live-edge table in winter light — An indoor lunch that feels like a patio in mid-winter.

A small seared appetizer on a white plate at the dining table, the lake windows soft behind — Another breakfast at Casolena.

An open book and an espresso on the live-edge table with wildflowers in a vase and the guitar behind — The book comes out right after breakfast, at the table where the morning tends to stall.

Lakeside picnic table set with charcuterie, salad, bread and wine being poured — A private lakeside picnic, on a table we built.

Delfina's king bed and window-wrapped sitting corner in soft spring light — Delfina in summer light. This is the room your group will quietly compete for.

Delfina bedroom with soft pink bedding and wrap-around windows onto snowy cedars — Delfina after a snowfall. The winter comes right up to the bed.

Winter sun casting long window shadows across Delfina's bed and sitting corner — The view from Delfina, where winter does something different every day.

Cielo loft with two wooden lounge chairs against the tall angled glass wall and lake view — The architecture of Casolena is the conversation starter here.

Cielo loft with bed, wooden chairs and sun streaming through the angled glass onto the floor — The glass wall turns into the roof in Cielo. The loft feels half outdoors.

Reader in a woven chair by the loft's slanted glass wall with snowy trees outside — The serious reader's spot. Chapters actually get finished here.

Bow of an orange kayak and a paddle on still open water under a big spring sky — On calm mornings the kayak hangs above its own shadow.

Teal Adirondack chairs and side table on gravel at the water's edge under a jet-trail sky — Time freezes here. Bring a second coffee, maybe a third.

Pink and blue sunset over the flat limestone shelf and cobbles of the shoreline, the lake perfectly still — A calm sunset in early spring.

Blue-gray cottage with tall sunroom glazing behind a rock garden full of daffodils — May belongs to the daffodils.

Pink Asiatic lilies blooming against the cottage's blue siding and white deck rail — August is the lily show.

Two white-tailed deer grazing side by side under a cedar at the edge of the lawn — The neighbors drop by most mornings in late winter. They never stay for coffee though.

Two armchairs in the sunroom facing the sun setting over the lake through wrap-around windows — These two chairs have seen more sunsets than any of us.

Stone fire pit burning at dusk ringed by Adirondack chairs, tall spruces and a sunset sky — Dusk at the fire pit, where the day's stories get told.

Two teal Adirondack chairs on the shore under a peach and blue sunset sky — Every evening ends like this, with or without an audience.

The tall flowerpot rock formation on Flowerpot Island beside clear turquoise Georgian Bay water — Flowerpot Island. The boat ride alone would fill the morning.

White limestone cliffs and clear turquoise water at Indian Head Cove in summer — Indian Head Cove in spring. The same sunshine minus the crowd.

Crystal-clear shallows over white stone at the beach of Indian Head Cove — The magnificent color of Georgian Bay water at Indian Head Cove.

A flat limestone slab lying in clear turquoise shallows at Little Cove with a forested headland beyond — Little Cove, where the water stops looking real.

Clear turquoise shallows over white cobbles at Halfway Log Dump with two gulls standing on a dark rock — Halfway Log Dump: the Grotto's scenery, a fraction of the crowd.

Wooden boardwalk leading through dunes onto the sand flats of Singing Sands at sunset — Singing Sands at sunset. The flats go out so far that kids run until they are silhouettes.

Boats moored around Little Tub Harbour in Tobermory village on a clear summer day — Little Tub Harbour: boats, fish and chips, one very good sweet shop.

The white Big Tub Lighthouse above the rocky shore under a summer sky of cumulus clouds — Big Tub Lighthouse in its summer clothes.

Big Tub Lighthouse framed by snowy cedars with fresh footprints leading to the door — Big Tub Lighthouse in January, and nobody else on the path.

Tour boats under snow with icicles at their bows in frozen Little Tub Harbour — The tour boats sleep through the freeze; the peninsula goes quiet.

The Grotto sea cave under snow with its turquoise pool showing through the ice — The Grotto in winter. No reservation, no line and often nobody else.

Frozen bubbles suspended in clear lake ice over deep green water at the shoreline — The lake freezes with its breath still in it.

The cottage and its tall sunroom glazing surrounded by deep snow and snow-laden evergreens — Lake-effect snow doesn't do half measures. Neither does the fireplace.

A lantern-style lamp post wearing a thick cap of fresh snow among snow-laden cedars under blue sky — Overnight, everything gets a hat.

Snowy winter boots lined up on the mat inside the entry, the great room beyond the doorway — Leave your hurry at the door.

A fire burning between two logs in deep snow with a blue Adirondack chair and spruces behind — Winter does not close the fire pit. It improves it.

Fire pit and Adirondack chairs buried in deep snow with snow-covered spruces behind — The fire pit waits out the snow.

Four traditional wooden snowshoes standing upright in a snowbank at golden hour — Snowshoes parked. The fireplace takes the evening shift.

Two Adirondack chairs on the snow-covered shoreline facing the frozen lake under a dramatic sky — The chairs stay all winter. They know the lake comes back.

Aerial view at dusk of the warmly glowing cottage in deep snow beside the icy lake — January from above: one warm light for miles.

A decorated Christmas tree beside the great room's cathedral windows with morning sun across the wood floor — December mornings, with the tree up and the lake still turquoise.

Stone fireplace hung with garland, a lit Christmas tree beside it and a guitar against the wall — A peaceful December morning.

A tall lit Christmas tree glowing against the great room's darkening windows at dusk — The holiday decorations go up in mid-November and stay until early January. If that matters to you, ask when you book.

Croissants, a latte and a berry parfait on a round wooden table with a lit Christmas tree soft behind — Breakfast in December takes its time.

Reader's view over an open book and stockinged feet on the leather couch, two lit Christmas trees beyond — Feet up, book open, nowhere else at all to be.

The A-frame lit from within on a dark winter night with a decorated spruce glowing beside it — One warm house at the edge of a very dark shoreline.

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