Before our Thursday shopping routine, Arthur had an appointment this morning at the medical center in Klawock. I took a short walk down to the bridge over the Klawock River while he was in his appointment, and saw a tree.
[daily log: walking, 2.5km]
Day: November 14, 2019
Caveat: Poem #1201 “All that is holey”
I tromped among trees finding a path down the hill and falling in holes.
– a pseudo-haiku