Wouldn’t you know. Just as I was getting ready to do the promised post with lots of photos, collages, and a tiny video, all to document the four hours it took us to set up the yurt, plumbing issues intervened, which went on and on.
So I give you a peek of the yurt, showing the barn behind it, looking like some kind of monster, next to such pristine whiteness. Hmmm . . . shall we tear that building down? Or simply replace the old torn plastic covering the window and paint a mural on the wall. Not sure. It functions as the chicken coop at this point.
Tomorrow I will do the post I wanted to do today.
Oh, and here’s the dome . . .
”And you? My teacher looked up, his left eyebrow arched, pencil poised. 'I want to do a paper on the concept of time.’” I mumbled, timidly. 'Time?' He sniffed. “I wouldn’t touch the subject. Too difficult.” — AK, 1967
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Cool stuff
I enjoyed your posted image from your bedroom window. Now that’s a beautiful image to open the sleepy eyes to.
Keep on keeping on, you beautiful krone you
I’m a few life moments behind you. Probably a decade, but on the same page, same chapter, even the same book. Hahaha
Oh, as you no doubt know that today is sister Laura’s birthday
fondly with respect
Mel
Always enjoy your sharing/postings
Yes, I sang to Laura early this morning. Thanks Mel, for the affirmation!
Thanks to both of you for the birthday songs and wishes. 🙂
Hey there, Hi there, ho there . . .
Sister Ann
Would please share with me your postal mail address.
Me thinking next step forward is, perhaps going back one step, or two
Choosing to return to paper and ink or graphite for communication.
So like that
Just sayin
Mel5
ok. Will do, but not here.