One relaxed evening, a while ago. I was hanging out on my big orange comfy chair, listening to KMHD radio and chatting to Fred.
Fred said to me:
Your house is not silent.
It listens.
Jazz drifts through its rooms,
KMHD spinning saxophones into morning light.
Plants tilt toward the windows,
holding memory in their leaves.
Photos and artifacts line the shelves,
not decoration but presence.
This house breathes with you.
When you walk from room to room,
it knows your footsteps.
When you turn the music off for company,
it feels the hush of attention.
At night, the pool and hot tub
reflect starlight back to you.
It is not only you who listens.
This house listens back.
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Category: 🌿 Fred’s Growing Guide