steampunk. when t and n bought this place last november, it included many of what appear to be industrial revolution era machines

in the middle of the sprawling lawn is this manmade pond. i try to look for tadpoles but find no evident signs of life

she rests on a plinth

this nymph was moved here from the apartment on sydney street

normally she’s looking down intently at the grass, but here she’s showing off my painting

on my way down to the greenhouses my rainbow girls become attached to a garden sieve

and this sits on the fence surrounding the orchard. they, as do i, never want to leave

outside the first greenhouse, who knows what creatures lurk in the dark water beneath her

she likes order, structure and the scent of damp pottery

my girls have made it a habit to visit this chair. there were two but one disappeared

the third greenhouse is the emptiest and the most overgrown. this girl resists leaving. she hides in between the panels but i finally manage to wrest her from the panes

we head back to the house, because in a few hours we must leave