Your leaking thatched hut during the restoration of a pre-Enlightenment state.


Hello, my name is Judas Gutenberg and this is my blaag (pronounced as you would the vomit noise "hyroop-bleuach").


decay & ruin
Biosphere II
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Irving housing

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Backwoods Home
Fractal antenna

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   return of phoebes, 2021
Wednesday, March 24 2021
I heard the first phoebes of the year this morning, but they must've just been passing through, because I didn't hear them again. When the phoebes who live here arrive, they repeat the English name of their species over and over all day long from early morning until dark. The day was rainy and fairly warm even without any sun. It was the kind of rain that it's nice to walk around in without an umbrella. Diane the Cat thought so too, and joined me for part of the walk out to the mailbox.

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