This tree waited while the dog waited at the top of the ramp to the dock.
We had a Christmas that was so low-key that it really wasn’t very christmassy at all. I made fish curry for dinner.
[daily log: walking, 4km; dogwalking, 3.5km]
Day: December 25, 2021
Caveat: Poem #1973 “Borne home, unmoved”
ㅁ Recent years, I haven't traveled much. So Minnesota came to me. First, a hefty dose of snow, then clear skies and chill air and a dry coldness that makes the snow underfoot loudly crunch.
– a nonnet.