Six Months Later: SeptemberShe finds the charcoal on a Tuesday.I have been watching her find things for six months. The specific quality of her attention when something new enters her radius, the stillness before the reach, and the complete focus of someone for whom every object is still a question that requires investigation. She finds things the way her father finds things, which is with the patience of someone who does not need to rush toward what interests them because they are confident it will still be there when they arrive, but this is different.I left the charcoal on the low table beside the couch. Not deliberately. Or not entirely deliberately. The way I leave sketchbooks on the kitchen counter is not quite an accident and not quite intentional but something in between, the specific gesture of a person who wants to see what happens without engineering the outcome.She is on the blanket on the floor in the September afternoon light.She has been sitting up for six weeks wi
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