This tree overlooked a patented pile o’ rocks.
[daily log: walking, 2km; disassembling things on a steep hillside in the cold, 5hr]
Day: February 13, 2021
Caveat: Destudiofication
I have disassembled my “studio” (i.e. giant pre-fab storage tent), since it had been blown by high winds down the hillside, seeking to enter the sea.
There are some tears in the tarp cover, but nothing that a little duct tape won’t solve, I don’t think.
Now I have to wait for the ground to thaw so I can resume digging the holes for the 6 pier blocks that will support the new “foundation.”
Caveat: Poem #1658 “Yawning doom”
ㅁ The water accumulates in great piles, and all the while, something waits, the culvert fills, knowing fate.
– an englyn penfyr.
