MK

 Window

A window there, that corner has magic. Those stones, the glass window, the colors of the leaves, the sun rays that cross the branches of the tree and the glass of the window. The spaces between the window, the tree, the amazing landscape view and the horizons beyond all those spaces.

 Window

And the birds that sound like this voice

Mike Tramp   The Road

Flower child, young and wild Dreams in your eyes and the faith of your smile Spirits high, rebel cry You don't have wings but you know you can fly Never quit, never doubt You stand on your mountain and you scream and you shout Look ahead, not behind You know what you want and what you will find There ain't nobody gonna tell you what are you gonna do Just wait a minute or two and it's all coming true The road that breaks you The road that makes you The road that turns your tears to smile The road you travel through your life The road that shows you The road that knows you The road that brings you home again The road you never want to end Never was like the others Stood by yourself and you showed them you colors They chose black and you chose white Back to the wall you would fight for your life Held your own day and night There in the dark you would shine like a light You believed in yourself You never needed anyone's help Do you remember when they said they would leave you behind No one ever thought that one day you'd find The road that breaks you The road that makes you The road that turns your tears to smile The road you travel through your life The road that shows you The road that knows you The road that brings you home again The road you never want to end

Wrong, the wood beam should be settle on cement and not in the air. All the wood beam structure should be settle in structured, pointed and finished walls. It´s not the cement that settles on the wood beams but the wood beams that settle on the cement and stones.

The road that makes you The road that turns your tears to smile The road you travel through your life The road that shows you The road that knows you The road that brings you home again The road you never want to end

The road to the roof

A little more cement on those tiles on the roof wouldn´t be bad. The earth moves and shakes and when the earth moves and shakes the walls and the roof too. So, cement to the thoughts on the roof...

NGR

Decoration?

Drawers with wheels under the bed. Shelves on the wall by the bed. A wardrobe with two doors above the foot of the bed. A closet to store clothes, sheets, and blankets. A sofa and a table for working, reading, writing, and leisure. 

A cupboard for dishes and cutlery, and a sink. Two chairs and a table, for eating, wine, and napkins. 

Still a lot to do inside, to build inside the Ghost Hut, then yes, you can think about decorations. 

The roof and the walls? Wind, rain, cold and snow?

Coming Home

No one told you there'd be days like this Counting all you have and what you miss No one told you how to get away Looking left and right you found your way You believed you knew it all Had the will, you jumped the wall Never worried where you would end up Not a thing you couldn't do At least you thought you'd make it through One step at a time right to the top Coming home to the place where you belong No one showed you how to stand your ground When you got lost the same place you were found No one said that you'd be leaving home Take on this big world all on your own Spinning wheels would take you far Made a home inside your car Loneliness was not a part of you Even when you broke the law Something made you beg for more You had found it all inside of you Coming home to the place where you belong Can you hear them calling From the streets where you were born Everyone is waiting here For you to sing a song Don't you know that those who run away Come back one day Now that you are here I hope this time you're gonna stay Can you hear them calling From the streets where you were born No one told you that you'd lose it all Washed up and forgotten you would crawl No one told you that you'd miss her much Lying wide awake you'd crave her touch Don't regret what you did wrong Man you had your share of fun Even when you fell right on your face You would do it all again Maybe with a different end Now that you have come back to this place Coming home to a place where you belong Can you hear them calling From the streets where you were born Everyone is waiting here For you to sing a song Don't you know that those who run away Come back one day Now that you are here I hope this time you're gonna stay Can you hear them calling From the streets where you were born

It will be a much better place to be and live than in that tent. 

It´s tiny but it´s a much livable place than in the tent. You will feel it with and in time.

SHIT

I´m on fire

Mike Tramp  Work It All Out

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The hut looks great, you did a good work there with your friends. It needed a clean up, restoration and thermic and sound insulation to be livable and comfy. 

To a point you don´t wanna leave ever, to a point when you are on your travels you just want to come back to your property comfy place, to your home and be with your love, Vilk.

Lonely and lost, she got drunk...