Autor: charlottewuehrer

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Day 4: Second corona test taken at drive-through testing centre. This time a nose-swab / brain-tickling. Just three more seconds, the PPE-ed woman told me. Taxi driver gave me thumbs-up, eyes laughing above mask. A whisky & campari celebration is planned if they text me & L. from Austria, fellow quarantinee, with positive news of negative test tomorrow. Liebäugling the sauna building by the pond everytime I pass it.

Conifer trees secrete terpenes – antioxidant / antibacterial / pain-managing / mood-elevating. Went terpene-inhaling before sitting down to write/edit. Stood with my face in the sun for full vitamin D exposure. Found mushrooms for O. Saw bird-watcher with serious equipment and a serious face to match. The Finnish say hej so he must have understood my hi.

Zoom with resident S. in Italy. Think of me when it gets dark, she says. Do soundwalks at night, record nature. Night here falls at 16:22.

Walk findings: The House of Sorrow; roadside plants.

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Day 2 at Saari Residence near Mynämäki.

Woken by an archeologist removing soggy yellow leaves from the house gutters after a long night of strange sleep (an imagined mouse, pitch black & restless looping dreams. Listened to New Yorker’s Writer’s Voice podcast – Douglas Stuart reads The Englishman – at 3 a.m., yesterday’s gale still blowing.)

The yellow manor house is being renovated, layers of the past excavated, floors dug open. They’re archeologists not builders, says one of the residency staff.

Quarantining in half a house. (A dancer/choreographer couple in the other half. They wave and grin from the path.) It’s bigger than my flat in Berlin, the rooms laid out in a circle. When I got here, I chased through the rooms like a dog after its own tail.

First negative corona test result arrived today, next test on Thursday. Residence Hostess I. threw a box of black tea bags up to me from the path. She sounds like my father’s ex-wife when she laughs, infectiously.

Writing punctuated by walks. Lucky quarantining on the border of nature reserve. Found two bird observation towers looking out over the wetlands, Mietoistenlahti. Watched the sunset from Silakkari, marked on map as a site of exceptional natural beauty.

saari residence

I am heading to Finland in less than a month to stay at the Saari Residence. (But it’s 2020. Anything could happen.)

I’ll be thinking about desire lines and finishing my novella, Desire Lines. Also taking photos to incorporate.

„By day we ate crab meat with lemon juice and black pepper from the shell on the porch bench overlooking the sea.“

I have a new piece on the Elsewhere Journal blog. The painting is by David Hughes Jones.