View from my tiny balcony, April 11, 2026. The steep slope my apartment building sits on reminds me that this is an ancient river valley, and perhaps where I sit once was the bank of a bigger Swannanoa River than the one of today.
Wednesday, June 12, 2019
The Spirit House
Last year I planted some vining Wandering Jew in it. This year I haven't decided if I want to or not, so the little house sits on the balcony welcoming good spirits.
I can see it through the rainy window of my bedroom.
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There is today, more than ever, the need for a compassionate regenerative world civilization.
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There is today, more than ever, the need for a compassionate regenerative world civilization.