Sometimes I tire of using the word “caveat.” But I feel committed – it’s just the way this blog is organized.
A tree. Among others.
[daily log: walking, 2.5km]
Day: November 10, 2019
Caveat: Poem #1197 “Upward, then”
I take my first taste of morning's coffee, climbing the stairs to my room.
– a pseudo-haiku