This tree (the young alder at the right) saw some forget-me-nots (Alaska’s state flower) begin to bloom in front of my greenhouse.
Day: April 26, 2022
Caveat: Poem #2094 “A parable about found stones”
ㅁ Of course the stones were arreptitious, just existing in the present: a passing truck might raise up their weighty singing souls only a moment then flung sideways they'd lie down with weeds, lost.
Caveat: Tree #1186
This tree guarded the driveway to lot 73.
[daily log: walking, 3.5km; dogwalking, 4km; c117073056084s]