It suddenly occurred to me that these were the same honeysuckles that bloomed before my book released, the crickets that chirped before I received «the call,» the same bright moon that hung in the sky before I met Dan, before I graduated from college, before I got my first
white carnation in high school.
He painted wicker baskets, plumbs, breadcrumbs, pewter dishes, grapes, a silver goblet, glasses of water, a pestle and a mortar, walnuts, pewter jugs, earthenware pitchers, flasks, dead partridges, dead hares, dead salmon, dead rays, apples, Seville oranges, dead mallards, onions, leeks, turnips, straw, chestnuts, more knives, teapots, apricots, olives, wild strawberries,
white carnations, coffee pots, a copper cistern, stone ledges and white tablecloths.