I like how the author compares parts of the body to weather
or landscape. For example, the quote on
page 39 that states “ Her rigidity loosened in one long quiver and she lay back
limp, still, white as snow, with closed eyes.”
I thought it was interesting on page 40 the line where it
says “Nevertheless, he tore sage-leaves from the bush, and pressing them
tightly over her wounds, he bound the black scarf round her shoulder, tying it
securely under her arm.” I guess when they are out on the land they have to do
what they got to do.
On page 90 I thought was a great description about
landscape, “The curved roof, stained by ages of leakage with buff and black and
rust-colored streaks, swept up and loomed higher and seemed to soar to the rim
of the cliff.”
Karie King
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