Empty, for sale, and with yellow caution tape blocking off the entrance to its wrap-around porch (look over to the far left in the photo):



But you can get onto the lowest-floor porch if you cut through a low planting and walk down the hill. Then you can scoot around to the back and be out of sight of everybody, sitting on the porch, looking out at the lake. You can write there for approximately three hours and 17 minutes.

If you look up, you will see this:



Nearby, other empty buildings:



And this, with a tea cup still in the window. Actually, maybe people are still inhabiting this place.


Or maybe only cats are. Some cats came by the lake house and tried to have a fight while I was writing, but I broke it up. "Hey! Hey! Stop it!" I said. They were all wrapped up with each other, all claws and yowls. But they jumped apart and gave me slouching looks and ran off.