The old field stone house sat on the side of the hill, surrounded by woods. The trout stream was down a path, where there was a little pool fed by two small waterfalls. The trout often hid up under the overhang, barely seen as they sat nearly motionless just hold their place against the flow. My sister would lie on the rock between the two streams until the trout came out to eat the bread balls from her hand.
My baby brother would go out to the edge of the woods and sit. Soon animals started coming to him, the chipmunks, squirrels, rabbits, deer. He'd sit there much of the afternoon will the wild animals played about his feet and ran across his lap. Once a fox even came out and joined the crowd around him, and amazingly, none of the other animals seemed to fear the fox.
In the living room there was a hole in the far corner of the ceiling. Often the black snake that lived in the rafters between the floors would stick its head down and watch all the kids at play.
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