This tree is in town, left of the center in a view looking north from the Public Library parking lot. To the right is the fire department, to the left is city hall, there’s a utility pole and tree, and then the sea and some mountains in the distance.
[daily log: walking, 2km]
Day: December 10, 2020
Caveat: Poem #1593 “Retail tales”
ㅁ The woman comes in regularly. Sometimes she just wants to visit. She has crossstitches to frame. There are things to be bought. Yesterday she told me she'd once worked here. Long ago, she'd stood, too.
– a nonnet.