Lush hills roll by chattering streams.
In the distance the mountains beckon.
Encouraging play.
Wild gardens give way to complex ecosystems and provide dinner.
A small solar panel powers an entire house.
A fire pit in the center of the room provides heat, smoke rises up through the hole in the ceiling.
Laying in bed looking at the stars through the skylight, while a lavender breeze swirls through the open windows.
The sounds of homemade music drifting around my mind.
Tiny houses, creating simple lives in a collective community.
This is what I dream about.
http://www.simondale.net/house/index.htm
lovely. just lovely.
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