• schmorp@slrpnk.net
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    8 months ago

    Our dogs arrange bones as art, every day a new configuration. Sometimes they even look pleased to show me. They also sing, together with other dogs, and some of this singing gets really complex. (If life gives you howling dogs at night, you enjoy the show.) Expression takes all sorts of forms.

    The land I live on looks a little bleak and remote, but there’s art everywhere! It is covered in boulders, some shaped, and lots of them have intricate hollows in them. Looks like they could have been made by rubbing a smaller rock against the boulder. There’s one such composition shaped like a hand. There’s some holes so large you can sit in them, right next to a water source, perfectly fitted for two people and a child. I imagine the large flat bits might have been painted at times. The landscape must have looked beautiful back then!