Animals sense our walking.
I don’t mean merely that they know our presence. I meanthat, in moments, they sense the intentions of our hearts—whether our hearts are walking forward or backward.
You may wonder at my saying this. There was a timewhen I wouldn’t have believed it myself.
But then I met a badger with a stone.
It happened not long after I escapedthe land of winding cliffs.
My moccasins had ...