Heron Lake Plateau journey through stellar life

Silently, Niamh watched as Phox created some obscure image with pine cones, putting them here and there and when he said it was a bear, she stared at him awkwardly for a second and then back at the shape on the ground. For some reason, spatially, it didn’t make sense to her. She wasn’t very adept at reading between the lines in conversation- let alone connecting the dots on the ground. ”Uhm...” She said, and circled the pine cones before she sat back down. ”Sorry dude. But I can’t tell its ass from its head. Let alone see that up there,” She said, gesturing toward the sky.

Teaching Niamh constellations would only ever be a lukewarm success at best. Phox- as good and patient a teacher as he might be- did an excellent job of arranging the pine cones, but Niamh struggled with associating them with a shape. Regardless- his aim of giving her a distraction did work, and the time together was both sincere and enjoyed.