Hair down, olive shirt, a towel over one shoulder from a shower we had already taken. Bill on the porch with two mugs. Boots by the step. He is fifty-three.…
I sat on the mud-room bench with the chore coat open and one foot in a basin of clean water. Garden clogs beside me, caked, not coming into the house.…
The basin water was clean, poured from the kettle and cooled with well water. Chore coat off, towel on the rail, one foot in the basin and then the other.…
The greenhouse was hot and the tomatoes were fine. I was not thinking about tomatoes. I was thinking about my feet, dusty on the pavers, and about Paul, who was…
Late light in the pines and my braid sticking to my neck. Olive field shirt, boots, the radio off because my shift was over. Bill was at the overlook with…
