We've moved to a small courtyard with Japanese-style open rooms, like an extended L-shaped porch. (I can't imagine a room to the left.) The rooms are constructed from redwood; they are small, empty, but feel airy and spacious and meant for cushions. We're carrying our things there. And look, look! Blueberry bushes cluster along the periphery. Abundant, deep blue, I pluck some to eat. We have brought someone, and lay her down on the porch floor.