My writing room as it is
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If i could wave a wand and capture the room of rooms to write or read in this is what it would look like. A room with a view. The view would be a huge perennial garden, like one the blooms of bressingham england would have made or one that my uncle paul had designed. there would be rocks out side interspersed in an array of sculpture beauty. A water fall sounding that would never stop and a stream visible from my window.
There would be a huge seasonal inspiration coming from this garden. I would write about all the insects, butterflies and birds traveling through.
In my room would be a sky light, no, just a roof of clear glass. ok so I work in a greenhouse why not live in one? Looking up I could see the stars, or the snow falling down or the fast furious clouds thundering toward the sea.
A fire glowing and crackling in the room to warm the spirits and joints of the soul. I think I would add feature I’m thinking my wife wouldn’t like, a cigar, smoke tendrils swirling around the ceiling. But never sticking a smell or a coat of yuk to the walls.
actually I’m content where I am………….