Arthur and I sought some fish, but this first post-storm sojourn was fishless.
I saw this tree – specifically, the one right in the center of the photo.
[daily log: walking, 2km; chainsawing, 1hr]
Day: August 25, 2019
Caveat: Poem #1120 “The cartographer’s delusion”
streets: sprawling creative impositions, engineering feats, landscape alterations, geographic abstractions, connections between unseen nodes, or just unthinking lines on a map.
– a reverse nonnet