This tree has a freshly be-snowed Harris Peak in the background.
We had our first frosty nights, the last two nights. I figured the growing season is therefore done, and I started ripping out the moldy vegetation. I found some vegetables – small potatoes, micro onions, bite-sized carrots, anemic leeks. I am thinking of trying to make an “Alaskan garden stew” with them.
[daily log: walking, 1.5km]
Day: October 23, 2020
Caveat: Poem #1545 “Scree meets knee”
ㅁ Thursday I slipped on a rock, hurt my knee - the tidal scree where I'd walked by the dock.
– an englyn cil-dwrn.