I am fed up of living with corners – they are either under or over-used – it’s practically impossible to get a corner just right. Corners encourage the dark and cobwebs and stacks of stuff. They are places of punishment and hospital beds. I have plenty of them in my head, I don’t want to be surrounded by them on a daily basis.
The plan is to have yurt and live in a circle. Circular walls and roof – perfect.
I was going to write about showers today, but somehow it’s turned into a manifesto for living a circular-shaped life. I am not sure how that happened, but lets go with it. I’ll try to remember to do showers tomorrow…
Here are some corners and circles in Suffolk, from the last few days. I feel they begin to illustrate the point.