"So long as you're buying a place like this you don't want to miss one single thing; and you do want to make the very most possible out of every beauty you have.

And you mustn't fail to open up and widen the runway from that energetic, enthusiastic spring.

Carry it across your road, sure.

It will cost you another little something for a safe bridge, but there's nothing so artistic as a bridge with a cold stream running under it.

And think what a joyful time I'll have, gathering specimens for you of every pretty water plant that grows in my particular canyon.
Any time when you're busy in your library and you hear my car puffing up the incline and around the corner and rattling across the bridge, you'll know that I am down here giving you a start of watercress and miners' lettuce and every lovely thing you could mention that likes to be nibbled or loved-up, while it dabbles its toes in the water." Peter Morrison looked at Linda reflectively.