blue shirt........................In the Spring, the feral mother cat showed up again as if she had never been gone.
soft fur......................... We trapped her and had her spayed.
the smell of green grass......... She was pregnant again, the vet said.

the sound of water.........Afterwards I watched her stalking mice in the grass in the meadow
licking herself as the sun went down......and admired her courage and dignity.
warm milk........................We called her Alice.
rain............................... cold water.................. in the early morning light .................... brown grass on the hills... a flowered dress.............. a glass of beer................. sleep............................... background noise............ low flying planes............. intermittent pain ............... warm sun........................ a red front door................ cold cereal........................ working............................ making things.................... a white shirt....................... making love...................... the children laughing.......... blue jeans......................... potato soup...................... never know why............... walking............................. riding................................ the horizon........................

[about this work] [frames interface]