There Will Be Time, V.
Boating on Lake Winnego:
Robert Anderson smokes a pipe;
the boom swooshes and rattles and the cool wind whoops;
blue water glitters;
Anderson and Havig smell fields, trees, apple blossoms and fresh-turned earth;
a hawk hovers.
Tobacco, sounds, coolness, color and scents make five senses and the hawk on the wind is another frequent ingredient.
Kaor, Paul!
ReplyDeleteYes, all of these are standard features in Anderson's stories. I hope readers will not get the impression that he was "repetitive" in any unfortunate sense. No, he used such things skillfully and with imagination, so that I don't think any reader thought they were obtrusive.
Ad astra! Sean