This tree is growing out of a snowy stump.
[daily log: walking, 4km; retailing, 7hr]
Day: November 16, 2021
Caveat: Poem #1934 “The day”
ㅁ Got to work, put the flag. There was snow. I'd driven slow, hit no snag. No customers, what a drag.
– an englyn penfyr.
