Excerpts from “In a Wood, with Clearings, It’s Spring”  Excerpts
from “In a Wood, with Clearings, It’s Spring” by Sarah Blake
May 7th, 2014 reset - +   You know of a good spot to watch the
sunset. Once it’s dark, it’s only a 10-minute walk back to the
tarp.  So you get yourself there. You can see pretty far to the
west. The sun is going to go down over a mountain. Another
mountain.  It’s not the same as watching it set over a lake —
the reflection rippling up like everything’s laughing — but it
should be beautiful.  You can also see you have a good 20
minutes before the sky really starts to do its thing. You decide
to carve your initials into a tree.  You’ve been carrying around
a spoon you found in the bear bag, and you find a nice flat
rock.  First you scoop the bark off in chunks. Then you clear
the area completely by scraping the spoon over it, again and
again. It’s not a bad sound like some scraping.  Now you put the
end of the spoon against the trunk, knock the other end with the
rock, and you make a s