This tree is in front of the Quaker meetinghouse (church) in Pasadena, where my dad works but also that my grandparents were members of when he was born (1939). I attended meeting (Quaker church service) this morning.
[daily log: walking, 8km;]
Day: November 20, 2022
Caveat: Poem #2301 “A barrier”
ㅁ The fence presented haphazard rails: janky intentionality, more a symbol of a fence than anything useful... and still it said "fence" where you see it and can feel the path's closed.
– a nonnet.