Here is a tree. Well, more than one, actually – but one on the left is closer and more salient.
Earlier, Arthur and I went out in the boat. We caught one (1) fish. A small sea bass type fish. But perhaps it’s a step in the right direction. Here is a bald eagle supervising traffic at the entrance to the Port Saint Nicholas fiord.
Later we went into town. I saw this car elevated in an unusual way. Alaskans take the availability of heavy machinery for granted.
[daily log: walking, 1.5km]
Day: June 6, 2019
Caveat: Poem #1040 “The fool”
Fools suffer distressing vicissitudes, while the world just spins: cupric waters stand still, the bears stroll along the roads and the moon rakes the paling sky. So this fool sits and watches it all.
– a reverse nonnet.
