Hello from the last day of my residency at Write On, Door County. For the past two weeks, I’ve been living in a house in Fish Creek, Wisconsin and enjoying the longest social media break I’ve ever taken. Door County is on a peninsula that juts out between Green Bay and Lake Michigan. It’s a summer place, and, my stay here only reaching mid-April, it’s been quiet.
When I went to the nearby state park, I had every tree and view to myself. When I went to a gift shop, it was still closed for the season. When I treated myself to a massage, it was the first time the spa’s card reader had been used in six months. “Ooh! You smell really good,” the spa employee said when I was checking out. “I don’t mean that to be weird; I just haven’t smelled that lavender oil in a long time.”
This place is only just about to wake up for the year, and it feels kind of sacred to be here right before it opens its eyes.
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