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Synapticism

An experiential journal of synchronicity and connection

A Garden Grows Within It

An empty facade frames a field of weeds.

I noticed this old home in the crook of a river in Sū'ào 蘇澳 on my way back from a whirlwind tour of Nanfang’ao. I like the field of green framed by the open doorway of this otherwise demolished house.