266 THE LOG OF THE SUN 



wing covers — "katy-didn't — katy-did — hate — y" 

 — and the succeeding moment of silence is broken 

 by the sharp rattle of a woodpecker. "We shake 

 off every dream of the summer and brace our- 

 selves to meet and enjoy the keen, invigorating 

 pleasures of winter. 



