Sarah, Plain and Tall

Papa used the hay piled in the barn as a dune for Sarah.

"We have no dunes here," he said. Papa stood up. "Yes we do," he said. He took the lantern and went out the door to the barn. "We do!" Caleb called after him. He ran ahead, Sarah and I following, the dogs close behind. Next to the barn was Papa's mound of hay for bedding, nearly half as tall as the barn, covered with canvas to keep the rain from rotting it. Papa carried the wooden ladder from the barn and leaned it against the hay.