The specific tree I have in mind here is barely visible, just to the right of the center. It is a single tree on a small island, but with the dark trees of the other island behind it, it is hard to make out. But it’s there – a perfectly cone-shaped xmas tree silhouette.
[daily log: walking, 3km]
Day: July 15, 2019
Caveat: Poem #1079 “Perelandra”
the sea opens out beyond the point, and it thrusts its wide swells at you, devouring time with glintings that jump off the rumples scarring the edges and white-capped tips of the round surging waves.
– a nonnet
