My friend Bill and I spent a week here over the July 4th weekend, and it was nothing short of soul-soothing. The moment we arrived, the house felt like a sanctuary—quiet, light-filled, and lovingly tended, with fresh flowers in vases that welcomed us like an embrace.We cooked nourishing meals with produce from the Blue Hill Co-op (a scenic 40-minute drive) and dined out just once—crab cakes at Fathom 27 in Stonington village, a short and beautiful drive away. Most days, I painted with watercolors, kayaked alone in the still cove, read in the hammock, and wandered to Barred Island through mossy woods and soft silence.At night, we sat by the fire pit and watched fireflies blink like stars in the grass. The days were unhurried and full of quiet beauty—each moment a soft exhale.Lindsay was a gracious and thoughtful host, present without ever intruding. Her care is felt in every corner of the space. I left feeling lighter, inspired, and more connected to myself.Thank you, Lindsay, for creating something so quietly magical. I will carry it with me. I will return