December 3, 2010. Friday.
Situation: Moi went hunting again today. I have lots of work that came in for me to do today. It’s 9:15: Mway is waiting for me to take her out.
State of the Path: I can only find the gashed stick, so that’s what I take with me. I stop in the path at the outbuilding, surprised to see how much water is still trickling down here – seems not from the springhouse but somewhere around the barn foundation. I hear a woodpecker in the old orchard. Mway might hear it too, for I catch her standing sideways in the path, snout pointed in the air. She heads down the main path, and I follow. She veers right to sniff in the sumacs. I look down a pathway with a lot of goldenrod bent down in it. At the maples, the water is not trickling so much, but it’s still standing in the second stream and in the spillways to bug land. All over the McNeighborhood I hear the sound of skill saws and the pounding of hammers.
State of the Creek: The sound of the flowing stream is almost loud enough to drown out the sound of a skill saw – but not quite.
The Fetch: I move quickly along the creek, over the swale, along the ridge, though it, and up to the clearing. I realize that I’m tossing the stick pretty much into the sumacs; a couple throws down the path almost reach the strawberry patch. The clearing is getting clearer. When Mway starts bringing the stick back without dropping it, I play “Put it down” once or twice, then tell her “that’s enough.”
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A for Heeler cont. – MM
Chapter 5
End’s edge enters every evening, easing eventfully eventually, eyes ears ever eluding enemies, emu egg eucalyptus ends eaten. Evening ebbs early enough, evil’s evasions expiring, earth’s eastern entrails everted, electromagnetic embers exhibited, existence eking everso entirely, errant ever. Evenso, every evening, eminent Everybody, extremely enfeebled, emaciated, expounds epiphanies endlessly, entelechial esthetics existential esthetics expatriated esthetics experimental esthetics estrus esthetics even ecological esthetics examined exhaustively. Everyone Else, exasperated, earlicked, exclaims “Enough. Enough,” embittered euphonious embouchures emitting emesis, Everybody’s errandboy expertly excepting every explication epistemologically. Eventually Eronell encapsulates entire exposition epithetically.
“Epistrophy.”
Everyone’s ear emblazes, Everybody’s especially.
“Etymology?”
Enunciating.
“EE-piss-trough-EE!”
Everybody, envious, eschews Everyone Else’s eyes, engrossed entomologically, exiled ephemera escalating energetically.
Eighth evening, enduring. Elements embattled, errors eroded, endangered equilibriums erased. Epic echidna egg embraced. Earwicker encounters eerie ectoplasmic emanation, eucalyptus-entangled. Enigma. Entrenched enclave. Envelope. Enpackaged, embossed “Egyptian Embassy,” etched “Equipment” – ergometer, electroencephalograph, Eastman 8mm.
Eventually, Erin’s estheticians employ Eastman 8mm.
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