traces of collie and golden retriever .....The cabin where we were working was one large room
soft fur.................................................. divided into cozy nooks by an irregular floor plan
......................................................and by the way our furniture was arranged.
white capped mountains...............In the center of the room was a long wooden table
.................................................................big enough for both of us to work at
purple lupine on the hillside .............................although I was more likely to prop myself up among the pillows
walking down to the water.......................................on the daybed beside the window that looked out across the creek.
unexpected woodland events .....sharing the view with Winsock who usually lay among the pillows
spring water in winter.................in such a way that she could see the water and the hills.
a flowered dress................She was an ample, smiling cat --
the smell of green grass....the corners of her mouth always turned up
warm stones by the river....as if life was a continual source of pleasure.
a red front door................ under the eves of the porch........................ a black woodstove............................ screen has been going black....................... making love...................... a black and white document.......... the faded blanket on the daybed

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