weekend walk

it really wasn't quite a walk, barely more than than a wander.

away from the job site, across the dirt road to the mysterious bit of land

that's home to a caving in shed, an intriguing pile of metal, and a long leaf alley.

it's just a bit of nowhere that makes one think of all the space between and beyond.

( the reservations, the proletariat quarters, the other side of the glass wall. )

the summer swamp has dried up and is more of a thinly veiled boggish sort of spot.

the red and gold and orange leaves have all gone brown and crunchy.

the crackle, crunch, swoosh underfoot... it's very necessary.

and then i turned around and the house is there.

it was never there before, but it's making its presence known.

with a roof and windows and the feeling of being solid.

i owe you a real home tour of where we are to date.

construction is interesting to stand in, but the photos all look the same...

seas of two-by-fours and hints at a future shape. the walls are all still imaginary.

xo. r