Feathers, driftwood, old photographs, love notes

I’d like to live in a house on the water, a homemade houseboat, with a small engine that can move it slowly from here to there. A water squatter. A place with tin roof and tin walls, insulated for winter, with a wood burning stove for heating and cooking.  A porch, a porch swing, a lookout, windows, a banjo on the wall.  Wood piled up in a wood pile on shore.  A bucket shitter behind a curtain.  Big and wide for a boat, difficult to capsize, made of scrap and scavenged things. Feathers from a hawk, phtographs from a garage sale, letters from home.  A big wide bed with a dense down comforter and a homemade quilt.


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    Posted July 22, 2009 at 8:39 pm | Permalink

    so nice, I’d spend a season on a boat with you.

    • Posted July 22, 2009 at 8:44 pm | Permalink

      You’re on, because I thought of you on the bed when I pictured it.

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