So quiet...

I'm spending a week at our house on the Cape (Wellfleet) to get some downtime and fix it up after the rental season.

This is an area that is 90% or more seasonal/vacation homes. I'd bet money there isn't another person in residence within a quarter mile of me in any direction.

The quiet is...mind-bending. I swear I can hear the whisper of my baseline neural activity.

I've never been this isolated before (and this isn't really all that isolated, I know! the main street of town is only half a mile away!). But with all my puttering around, using sharp things, standing on stools...it occurred to me that if I hurt myself badly, so badly I couldn't get to my phone...that'd most likely be it for me. Our handyman might have found me when he comes back today or tomorrow. Or the next set of renters, due the 21st? It's an eerie feeling (and yes, it has inspired me to be more careful).

Also I'm pretty sure I heard an eastern coyote (aka coydog, aka coywolf) yipping the other night. In the middle of the night. It woke me up. If it had been full-on howling, I might not have gotten back to sleep.

I return to civilization tomorrow. I wonder if it will seem weirdly loud.