hmm

saw this weird house today

I have been blazing trails in my yard with the Makita 2x18V string trimmer and making little shade nooks under trees and a secret place beneath a brick wall where there's sunshine at 8 PM with three tires to sit on leaned up against old half broken stone crosses and ashtrays on a whole 'nother level

I am more and more convinced that life must be made of centers, that centers are targets of leisure and annealing, that the centers of life are both geometric and temporal: gardens, temples, festivals, holidays, fire, flowers, meditation, prayer, ritual, gathering, sacrifice, wine, sun, sauna