My first thought on waking up later was not what a peaceful day it was inside, or what a rotten day it was outside, or how good it felt to have Art taking care of things, but how could I not have taken photos of the f*****g bear? A real live, full size bear right within my reach, and I didn’t have my camera on me. It figures, doesn’t it? The one time you don’t have your camera, and…I’d probably have hit him with it and then my camera would be broken or eaten. I had only that to console myself with, you know, that and the whole being alive and in love thing. Oh, yes, I was a goner, gone in the land of love like I was fourteen years old and had just seen our new gym teacher. I sure remembered him. And now that I had, where was Art?
Having my chickens to keep me warm was not the same as havi
