3 0 T H E T U S C A R O R A R E V I E W 2 0 2 2 Water Stains E I L E E N E Z I M M E R It has been hanging above the keyboard, the painting, rather a print of the painting, ever since I moved into this house. This is the eighth house it has hung in, the first was in the house in Etna. But I don’t look at it often; it is just there, like a piece of furniture to be noticed when needed or just in passing, sometimes when playing the keyboard. But today I paused and saw it, the three young boys walking through a meadow, faces indiscernible, backs to the viewer, each wearing a hat. Again, reminding me of my boys when they were young and we lived on the farm, before we moved to Etna, with the chickens and goats, barn loft for playing, and fields to walk through. Then I noticed the water stains all over the matting. I was angry when they first appeared. It was in the house in Etna, that converted carriage house with easy access upstairs and down, inside and out, for boys to run through and have water fights.
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