Studio by the Lake

I love this place.
Far from the city.
I go there in my boat, tie up at the familiar rock. One doesn't need keys or locks here. Come in, I'll make a cup of tea. Want a cookie with it? Wait, I keep some bonbons in this tin-can under my seat.
Our thoughts, naturally, drift to higher spheres. We discuss the emotional life of beetles, the dietary habits of stars…

Where is everything going in this universe? Well, it's floating by my hut on the river.
If you stay, we drink a few bottles of wine. You can throw the empties right out the window. I'm building an artificial reef , a place for bottle-nosed dolphins…

Filed at Mountains and Water