This tree stood around, refusing to help, while I dug holes in mud and rocks for the piers which will support my rectangle.
[daily log: walking, 2km; pickaxing mud and rocks, 2hr]
Day: February 6, 2021
Caveat: Poem #1651 “The spoon”
ㅁ The spoon on my desk had been used to stir my tea but now it's just there.
– a pseudo-haiku.