What's this wide roller coaster over those smooth green hills on the way to the desert? A shiver and then a sunburn and looking for secrets under rocks in the sun. Have you found one? I found a secret trap door to a dark damp underground nothing like the city, nothing like the luster of well-lit crystal cave tours on the edge of a hill screaming sideways and tumbling off the sled into drifts of snow 6 feet high and stopping, staring, examining each small flake, each small droplet...

One small child collected droplets in a jar, much like making a home for a pet caterpillar, but how do you make water comfortable? What does water need for life?

So one day the jar was full and then poured out down the drain and put in the dishwasher and we are expected to go back to the box of blocks or the swings at the park blocks away... and around a corner to a little shop that sells old teapots and small etched glasses with chips for ten cents and we bought 6 for our lemonade stand on Tuesday afternoon last summer in silence.