Okay—no, seriously, I am here. Only rustic in that this lovely building is made of old adobe, with thick walls muffling sound.
I do look out on trees, and birds, and fog; and shall do nothing for four days but write and read.
Heaven!
... the greatest menace to our capacity for contemplation is the incessant fabrication of tawdry empty stimuli which kill the receptivity of the soul.
—Josef Pieper, Happiness and Contemplation
image: The Adobe on Green
This is really heaven indeed!
ReplyDeleteI wonder where it is...
Santa Cruz; just over the coastal mountains from home (but far removed).
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