Chapter: CHAPTER 180- The Last ChapterShe put the curtain rail up in the hallway of the new house on the fifth day, which wasthe day she had decided the curtain rail belonged on the wall rather than on the hallwayfloor, which was the day she stood in the new hallway with the screwdriver and theladder and the specific sense that the doing of it was the right doing of it, the beginningof the new place.She was thinking about this again.She was in the room with the south light on a Tuesday morning in November and shewas writing, the specific writing that was the writing she had been doing since thespring, the thing she had been doing on Tuesday mornings for the months since thespring when it had begun as the personal writing in the garden corner with the notebookand had moved indoors to the desk with the south window and had become what it wasnow, which was still not quite named but was in the process of being named through thedoing of it.She was writing about the curtain rail.Not only the curtain rail. She was
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Chapter: CHAPTER 179- The New House WindowShe stood at the window in October.Not the kitchen window with the garden below, though that window too. The window inher room on the first floor, the south window, the window she had known from the listingwas the right window before she had stood in the room and before she had seen it inOctober light.She was standing in the October light at the first-floor window.She had been writing in the room all morning and she had reached the place in thewriting where the writing needed to pause and let the thinking catch up, the specificpause she had come to trust across the months of the Tuesday and Thursday mornings,the knowing that the pause was not the stopping but the part of the process where thenext thing was forming and the forming required the quiet of the pausing.She stood at the window.The garden was below in its October quality, the specific quality of a garden that hadbeen through its second autumn, the beds having the knowledge of two years now, thesoil amended and t
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Chapter: CHAPTER 178- What RemainsOn a Sunday evening in May she stood in the kitchen with the last of the washing updone and the house quiet around her and she felt the specific quality of beingcompletely present.Not the meditated version, not the practised version, not the version she brought to theconsulting room with the specific professional attention of a decade of the work. Theordinary version. The version that was simply the quality of a person who had beenpractising the being-present for long enough that the being-present was now thedefault, the floor she stood on rather than the achievement she was reaching toward.She was present.The washing up was done and the house was quiet and she was in the kitchen in the Mayevening and she was present.She thought about what remained.The everything she had been inventorying since October, the autumn inventory of thethings that had accumulated, the bowl and the shelf and the photograph and the curtainrail and the garden and the bench. She had been thinking
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Chapter: HAPTER 177- The Sunday Morning ConversationThe conversation arrived on a Sunday morning in April when they were at the kitchentable with the coffee and the April light in the kitchen and the baby at nursery — notnursery, it was Sunday, the baby was at Diana’s, Diana taking the baby for a Sundaymorning on a quarterly basis with the specific intention of giving them the Sundaymorning without the baby, which Diana had proposed in the spring of the first year andwhich they had accepted with the gratitude of two people who had been raising a babyfor several months and understood the specific gift of a Sunday morning.They had the Sunday morning.It was the kind of Sunday morning the flat had been known for, the specific quality of theSunday that had been theirs across the years, the coffee and the quiet and the particularunhurriedness of the day that did not yet require anything of them.He was reading something.She was at the window.She had been standing at the kitchen window with the coffee and the April garden andshe
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Chapter: CHAPTER 176-The CurtainShe put up curtains in the spring of the second year.Not in the hallway — the hallway had the curtain rail with nothing on it, as it had alwayshad, the specific choice of the rail without the curtain that she had been making sincethe first week of the flat. She put up curtains in the other rooms, the rooms that neededthem, the rooms where the evening light required the managing and the morning lightneeded the ability to be excluded on the days she wanted to sleep past the dawn.She had not had curtains in the flat.The flat’s windows had had blinds, the specific blinds that had come with the flat andthat she had not replaced because the blinds were adequate and the replacing of themhad not seemed worth the effort. She had been in the flat for six years with the blindsand the blinds had been the blinds.The new house had no blinds.The new house had the windows, which were the right windows, and the windows hadnothing in them, and in the first year this had been fine, the noth
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Chapter: CHAPTER 175- Her RoomShe worked in the room with the south light on Tuesday and Thursday mornings whenshe was not at the practice.The arrangement had developed naturally across the first year in the new house, theway the good arrangements developed, through the doing of it and the finding of thedoing working and the consolidating of the working into the pattern. She worked in herroom Tuesday and Thursday mornings and she was at the practice Tuesday throughThursday afternoons and on Wednesdays. The arrangement gave her the mornings andthe commuting gave the afternoons and the pattern had the quality of a thing that suitedher specifically, which was the quality of the arrangement she had been looking forwhen she wrote a room for me on his list in September.She had not known, writing it, exactly what she was asking for.She had known she needed the room. She had not known what the room was going togive her.She knew now.The room gave her the work at the right pace.She had been doing the professi
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