The red-roofed cabin we can see from our windows across the valley. Sometimes there are mule deer in their yard. One time we saw a big mamma black bear and cub sniff the whole perimeter of the cabin. There’s a fence that the deer easily jump over. The bears, somehow, like big black putties, flattened out, incredibly, and shimmied underneath it. They emerged on the other side, did a little shake, and continued sniffing toward the road.
field glasses
i bring them down
and back up again