Now THIS Is My idea Of Eden Or Utopia:I Would Like To Have A Beautiful Wrought Iron Bench For Sitting,Some Animals To Roam And Prance About The Grounds,And A Ultra Sexy Loving Man To Pamper Me And Cater To My Every Whim.And, I Would Sleep In The Flower Strewn Gazebo Under The Shimmering Stars Every Night For Sure.Yesss,I Can See It Now.
made from fallen tree vines and branches.. We made one this spring from an old grapevine we had to remove from a tree it was choking. Worked wiht it immediately after cutting so the pliability was still in the wood. It marks the entry to a path from my childhood.
"Sunbeams Through the Clouds" - is that patches of dispersing fog with the lingering smell of the ocean, or is there a plume nearby flavoring the air with smoke? "Is it a fire pit?" You may ask, "or something raging with a warning to turn back?" Or it might be the path to lookout mountain, a path skating around a bog, or... ~:^]>