This tree felt the fingers of the waning moon on her shoulders.
[daily log: walking, 2.5km; retailing, 7hr]
Day: December 9, 2020
Caveat: Poem #1592 “Legends from the islands hereabout”
ㅁ The native man came into the store. He often comes in to converse, which is hard because he's deaf. He talked about a girl who fell in a creek in Ketchikan... almost drowned, but then, saved.
– a nonnet.