For me and the chickens
Greenhouse for people
Perhaps overkill
Seeing double
Normally I’m against right angles...
Falling
The Secret Bath
Dark and wet
Reminds me of Verena’s!
Not a cave for bats
Tiles made of old wood
Water is life
The curling tendril Reaching around and holding You’re surely falling
Unmoving maelstrom
Flowing up your back Ancient Anthracital chair (the ancient anthracite chair) Twisting in your hair
Synthetic life form Growing and molding to me It will never rot
Never use this chair It can never be trusted You can never sleep
Better than no Dutch Cradling you while you sit It could be better
Thinking ottoman It’s defying gravity And never tires
The chair for thinking All the deep and moody thoughts That roll in my mind
Firmly rolling waves
Tiny stones seek sticks
A solar eclipse
Morning snow and rain
The Earth is my pearl
The tide has retreated
Moist moist morning moist
Dark dark ocean dark
Green green Earth is green Tan tan desert sand is tan Blue blue sea is blue
Shards of the broken city
Why so separate?
Taking what can be had
Greenhouse for people
Like in Costa Rica
Love the deer mount
Winter warrior living
Beach living
River rock tiles
Natural flooring
Serenity soak
Dark and quiet
Sun spot
Primitive chickens
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