The thirty-sixth tree – choose the salient one.
[daily log: walking, 4km]
Day: February 7, 2019
Caveat: Poem #921 “Moody”
ㅁ There is a rooster who lives next door. He gets a mood at five A.M. I don't know how he does this. He announces his mood. The darkness just waits. Unresponsive. Cold air hangs. Wind blows. Stars.
– a nonnet.
