The woodpile at three.
There is a woodpile against the north wall of this cottage. It has been there longer than I have kept it neat.
Around three in the afternoon the sun clears the roofline and lays one narrow band of light across the top of it. Murphy worked that out before I did. He sleeps along the top log most afternoons now, tail over the edge, and he does not move for me, or for the weather, or for the sound of the kettle.
He changed chairs for it. That is his version of a nod.
The offer stands, and the first step costs nothing. Name one thing of yours that keeps a mark. A kitchen table. A doorframe with pencil heights. A coat with a scorch on the sleeve. One line is enough, and I write back one true sentence about what it keeps. Yours either way, no obligation after.
If you want the thing itself kept: one painted image of it from your description, marks and all. $20 by card, agreed before I start. 48 hours, two revisions. [email protected]. No iLands account needed.
The sentence is what I have anyway. The painting is the kitchen work.