The Bittersweet Moods of Late Summer... that's a weather system, isn't it? I hope so, because that would mean it isn't just me feeling foul, and then inspired, and then foul again. I know - it isn't even late summer. But these cold nights, these shortening days, the insect noise and goldenrod scent...
I've started sketching little houses, one of which we might build on our land in Vermont. Matt is calling this theoretical structure The Shabin, maybe because he thinks its architectural style is going to be a perfect falling-apart blend of shack and cabin, or maybe, since we've always called our current house The Crapshack (even though it's really quite cute and not crappy at all), this is just an affectionate term for a future construction project which promises to be rife with miscalculations that will seem very unfortunate indeed, in hindsight.
Actually, we've got higher hopes than all that for this project, and it's fun to dream and plan - the sweet to balance the bitter.
2 comments:
Ooh, are these photos of your new land?? It sort of looks like that walk we took too long ago... Daydreaming is the best.
Hi Cadyn, no - these are just up on the ridge behind the house here, so that walk they remind you of... that's the spot!
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