This tree (a young and innocent alder) was eaten by a dog.
[daily log: walking, 5km; dogwalking, 3km]
Day: September 30, 2022
Caveat: Poem #2250 “In darkness”
ㅁ Blink. Open. Look around. I see nothing. It's completely dark. Oh, the faintest light, there. That's waking up before dawn. So I turn on my little light, Put on some clothes, exit the treehouse.
– a reverse nonnet.