This tree is near the ferry’s parking spot in Ketchikan. It was preternaturally sunny but the temperature was about 25 F.
We flew from Seattle to Ketchikan, and then took the ferry across to Hollis, and a guy named Paul (who I know from his coming in the gift shop) helped jump start the car, because it wouldn’t start having been sitting in below freezing temperatures in the ferry parking lot while we traveled. So then we drove home. We are home.
[daily log: walking, 5km;]
ㅁ It seems that the key is to time it precisely: enlightened at death. It would be easy: approximate asymptote, like Zeno's story. Perhaps many folks succeed in this task. Indeed... maybe all do it.
– three pseudo-haiku as stanzas in a longer poem.
This tree is lurking in a forest down below Juli’s house.
Today Art and I drove up from Portland to just south of Seattle. We are staying at my stepson Jeffrey’s house, with his family – his wife and my grandkids. That’s an awkward sentence.
I’ll try to post at least one picture – maybe with tomorrow’s tree. We fly back home to Alaska tomorrow.
[UPDATE:] Here is a nice picture of the whole family: Yvonne, Aurora, Parker, and me in back, Bella and Jeff in front.
[daily log: walking, 2km;]
ㅁ I drove a few hours. There was snow and there was rain; also, some rainbows.
– a pseudo-haiku.
This tree is in Oregon.
I drove down to Eugene on a day trip, to have a very short visit with my Aunt Janet and uncle Bob. We talked a bunch and had lunch. It was important to fit this in to the itinerary, despite the longish drive. Here is a picture of me with Janet.
The drive was rather intense. In moments it was raining, other moments, snowing, even “almost blizzard” conditions. Other moments the sun was in my eyes and there were rainbows. “Highly changeable weather.”
[daily log: walking, 4.5km;]
ㅁ Dog versus the forest: He follows trails, reads the messages along our path by nose, takes small detours through gold leaves, overlooks the rushing river, full of water from the recent rains.
– a reverse nonnet.
