This is what I will write: Some thoughts, some stories, some of myself. The way I see life, my views, my opinions, my spirit, my fire, my heart.
Monday, April 5, 2010
The Old House and the Sea
The Clingstone House
Henry Wood, the owner, runs the house like a camp: all skilled workers welcome. The Jamestown Boatyard hauls the family's boats and floating dock and stores them each winter in return for a week's use of the house in the summer.
There are 10 bedrooms at Clingstone, all with indecently beautiful views.
The dining room table seats 14. Refinishing the chairs is a task on the list for a future work weekend.
I would love to visit this place and live there and volunteer my time into keeping this house from sinking. It has such wonderful history to it and an amazing story. I only wish I could live in a place such as this, with all of my friends. Read the story here.
smooching at red lights, playing pretend at the park, ordering books online, taking care of my plants, petting cats that are wandering the streets, peeing with the door open, snail mail and pen pals, rooftop exploring, traveling/exploring even if its just in my back yard, swimming, walks in woods, hostel hoppin Europe, psychonauts, ethnobotanists, metaphysics, linguistics/poetry, neo-platonism, plant chemistry, "alien dimensions"
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