This tree was very young, next to a young blueberry bush, next to a log.
[daily log: walking, 4km; retailing, 8.5hr]
Day: September 28, 2022
Caveat: Poem #2248 “Tourist town, off-season”
ㅁ Dull. Quiet. Standing there. No one came in. I vacuumed the floor. Outside the town was dead. I had no framing to do. The store was quite unpopular. The whole day, we had five customers.
– a reverse nonnet.