chapter  14
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The Surroundings

WithDavid W. Jardine

Beginning meditation: There is a robin singing out straight south of our house, high up in one of the spruces or pines, out of sight but echoing off the hill to the west. Bursting full of the sunlight spring that has finally arrived after a terrible winter (dark cloud brain stem cabin fevers and all, wanting, at times, to scream out of my skin).