This tree noticed I had built a fire, as smoke rose from the chimney.
[daily log: walking, 3km; retailing, 6hr]
Day: January 4, 2021
Caveat: Poem #1618 “The air takes action”
ㅁ Wind solid transparent ephemeral touches of cold air damp with the falling rain making the trees' branches wave and lash at the resistant sky until at last it yields to the dawn.
– a reverse nonnet.