This tree was seen by me along the road to work.
[daily log: walking, 3km; retailing, 7hr]
Day: December 22, 2020
Caveat: Poem #1605 “Spin, tilt”
ㅁ Just at the ridge, the half moon, hovering, it hung, waiting, and then soon, behind clouds, like stones unhewn.
– an englyn penfyr.