Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul,
As the swift seasons roll!
Leave thy low-vaulted past!

Mr. Wendell Holmes was referring to the chambered nautilus, but might have been speaking of mine own toiling soul, erecting my fourth structure in Orion. It is a more modest affair than my previous attempts, a mere hundred odd prims, leaving room for more building on my land, and a garden. It is small, one might complain crowded, but better suits an adventurer than a rambling villa or a massive library.

Osprey Therian has resurfaced after a winter storm quite displaced her in time and space, and for that we thank the powers that be, even while she rails against them herself. I half expect to see icicles hanging from her nose when I next see her.

I have also discovered Sky designs, and expect to do some shopping there. I like this desk, although there is another that inspires me to write without stop.

Radcliffe Camera II

And no sooner than the stones collapsed about me, I discovered this, and many other delights at http://www.timothyrichards.com/.

The limited edition model of the Tempietto is only USD 15,750, so I shall stick with my SL version, however I have made a small purchase of several bookends.

Radcliffe Camera

If any be in need of a largish rotund structure weighing 500 odd prims and occupying a rather lavish amount of space, only very slightly used, please contact me at young {at} demonroad.com. I have taken down the Radcliffe Camera and taken up gardening instead.

Florence

Report of fashions in proud Italy
Whose manners still our tardy apish nation
Limps after in base imitation.

Thus whilst I imitate an inimitable imitator of Italian architectural fashion,
who fell from fashion erst he built the Radcliffe Camera,
I leave you, Dear Reader, with an Florentine impression,
its dense lanes and pale towers, aspiring domes and retiring villas.

Mistakes in Building

Primarily these are committed against Proportion; Frugality; and Judgement, and you may see an example in the hasty erection of my new home in Orion. The result is squat, stoney and entirely unsatisfactory, a troll of a building, having none of the graceful measures of James Gibbs original at the Bodleian Library. Construction but halfway complete I had exhausted my prim budget and so certain mouldings and pillars have been rudely elided, and my land denuded of vegetation. And against my own strictures of planning, I attempted to rotate the whole, with the result that the structure now leans in a most Pisa-like fashion.

It must all come down and I must back to my draughting board. I miss my comfortable villa already!

Top of the World

In Bydalen at dawn without ropes or oxygen.