Once upon these very times we live and breathe in a little old wash-house in a green little hollow with ramshackle sheds a tumbledown old dairy-cottage big old trees and growing gardens on a no-through-road beneath golden domes by a once-lovely much-abused merri little creek grew an idea some hopes bright dreams overflowing inspirations and even -tually THE STORIES FROM THE GROUND HEADQUARTERS BURST INTO FLOWER SMILED INTO LAUGHTER, SIGHED INTO TEARS & CRIED INTO SONGS

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Floating island shadow boat

Raku renovates rotten North wall Kung-Fu style

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