How strange that Nature does not knock,
and yet does not intrude!
~Emily Dickinson, letter to Mrs. J.S. Cooper, 1880~
I was doing a load of laundry in a funky little laundromat next door to the Trempeleau (Wisconsin) Hotel in the summer of 2006 when I had to use the bathroom. I was so surprised to find that the window was covered with vines, I had to run out to my car and get my camera.
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