Domicile 01_Harvest Moon
"I placed stones in the air. I pick the best shapes. I color them bright for the sun to see me. Grandmother Moon knows where I am. They reflect her light like the palm of my hand."
A speculative dwelling where someone/something has constructed a perch guided by a tacit knowledge of the winds of the ninth moon in the calendar (Harvest Moon) The frame supporting the perch and back protective surface are formed by wind data.