The same suns warm us here on the winter hillside.

My violets, spring beauties, anemones, and dutchman's breeches here are always two weeks ahead of those in the woods.

I am not afraid of your not liking the location or the air.

As for the cabin, if you don't care for that, it's very simple.

I'll transform it into a laboratory and dry-house, and build you whatever you want, within my means, over there on the hill just across Singing Water and facing the valley toward Onabasha.