Some photos of our gabbacamp serenity garden in the gloaming.
Crickets, bats, swifts . . . Lightning bugs and bullfrogs, the night is opening it’s doors. The moon is brighter than the sun. The sacred are stretching their arms and yawning as a dog barks far off in the distance. A centipede walks in a drunken pattern before the dead. The obelisk glows silver. We are closer to our core here. Here, the paths really lead you somewhere.”