I decided I felt most comfortable staying local, so I took a leap and set out (sort of) solo to a cottage on Snake Island. Being alone on an island for weeks with nothing but surrounding cottages was a big step. I like people and noise. Here, there were no stores, cars or restaurants. I did, however, have the security of being next door to my friend’s cottage. I joined them for meals, morning coffees or evening cocktails. So as much as I was alone, I also had a secure safety net ready to go.
Even with my friends directly next door, I thought I would go nuts for the first two days—it was simply too quiet. The unease of the stillness did not last long, and soon enough, it transitioned into calm perfection. I set myself up on the covered porch of the cottage to work, staring out at the lake, and acclimatised very quickly to the peace and beauty of the island. I became rather enthralled by the array of birds that visited the feeder and welcomed visits by vacationing dogs running free on the island.