looking down the dirt path........................ "Gwen, I am positive that all our words and actions are meaningful input, soft fur...........................but my mind is not capable of understanding them. the eagles overhead......................Only a computer could fathom the sound of water .........the consequences of our continuous, seemingly incidental choices."
white capped mountains........
cold water...................... As he spoke,
purple lupine on the hillside........two deer appeared in the woods across the creek
walking down to the water..."Gunter, Look!" I said,
a flowered dress..............but his head was in his hands
a glass of beer .................and by the time he looked up, spring water in winter.....they were gone.
low flying planes............. the smell of green grass.... warm stones by the river......................... a red front door................ under the eves of the porch........................ the kitchen floor shining............................ the smell of the leather couch.................... the colors of the pillows....................... making love...................... an unreasonable suggestion.......... hand carved napkin rings......................... a better system...................... mustard colored tiles............... the sound that the lizards made..............

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