day two
stella the cat sleeping behind my shoulders, jen the person sleeping in an armchair across the room, cherri writing on a sheet of kraft paper with a well-worn pencil in the next chair over, dan and dave talking about mountain climbing gear for an unguided ecuador ramble, caiden playing her guitar, michigan brewed beer bottles holding melted candles in the unwired bathroom, frost over the greenhouse glass, gestating plants in ankle-high soil, knee-deep snow everywhere, a newly shoveled path to the bicycle shed, and an almost-red wheelbarrow full of ash logs on the back step (how everything depends on it).