Alissa and I took a walk to a hippie farm right outside town, just before the Belgian border. The smoky kitchen, filled with ashtrays and orange peels, with a sooty rain-fogged window, a chalkboard filled with phone numbers, a black cat, pillows with gold embroidery, half-carved wooden spoons--reminded me of college, made me nostalgic for crooked houses and cheap furniture and tie-dye wall tapestries and incense on East College Street and East Lorain street, and I mean even though this is a house with windchimes and chickens in the middle of Holland, it's still in the same cosmic zipcode, you know?










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Date: 2009-10-11 10:20 pm (UTC)(pronouced "coon uck lo." weird welsh hehe)
Cwnyllo was a falling down old farm house, with over grown secret walled gardens, no heating, no electricity, just log fires and candles. It was freezing cold and hard to live in but my sister and I loved it :)
I really like these photos, it looks like a nice place xx
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Date: 2009-10-12 02:21 pm (UTC)Great photos, as usual.
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Date: 2009-10-12 02:32 pm (UTC)and thanks!
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Date: 2009-10-12 02:41 pm (UTC)And yeah, E. Lorain and College St, I wonder if there's another town with that pair of names?
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