There's a Storm Brewing Above the Tangled Teepee

This is the view from my tent door in all its splendid glory.

I live amongst nature & love it, but really would like a more stable home.

The Wild & Windy Western Woods I live in is old & derelict. And as I type, yet another tree is plotting its tumbling descent onto the already ‘Tangled Teepee’ that is my home.

Its poles twisting and creaking at night with every breath of wind that sweeps through our encampment. The boggy ground destabilizing with every drop of water that descends with each torrential rainfall.