The boy had spent the previous late-evening \u2013 when he was supposed to be sleep-dreaming \u2013 clandestine-reading Field & Stream. Cloaked in quilt. Instructions for the next-day\u2019s project: two balsa wood rectangles, one inch by two inches by one-half inch; pen-knife-notched one-quarter inch deep by three-quarters inch wide in the middle of each; wrap a fat rubber band around one; place notches together; tighten band just so; blow; an injured rabbit screams. Now in this evening August-still, the boy sits in the front yard on a green-web-woven lawn chair and summons the rabbit. And summons magpies. One lands in the old cottonwood. Rabbit squeal. Magpie skrawk. Two magpies. Three. Four. Arriving like tuxedoed meteors. Until the branches are dappled with dancing noisy expectant iridescence.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The boy had spent the previous late-evening \u2013 when he was supposed to be sleep-dreaming \u2013 clandestine-reading Field & Stream. Cloaked in quilt. Instructions for the next-day\u2019s project: two balsa wood rectangles, one inch by two inches by one-half inch; pen-knife-notched one-quarter inch deep by three-quarters inch wide in the middle of each; wrap a … <\/p>\n