What lovely little lights made from clamshells, they were wired but the wire was buried, I had to peer very carefully to figure out the system, very feng shui.

The brisk walked help to clear my head and without my usual buddies and no conversation I did some thinking and plans started formulating on how to bring my personal disaster to an end. After all "a disastrous end is better than a disaster with no end" as my caminero friend told me. The turning point was seeing a very creative garden and the raised bed, allowed me to think about the possibilities of the "soccer field" at the house I own, varykino but no longer live in.
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