The Magical Mystery Gypsy Yurt happened spontaneously this summer. I was hanging out in the tented gazebo, thinking of using it as an outdoor sewing room, when all of a sudden I was hanging the fabrics up. It didn't stop there. All of a sudden I was dragging out my bed and linens, bringing out paintings and my buddhas. It was a little piece of lovely, for my difficult summer.
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