This tree saw some fresh snow, looking out across the water from 9-mile toward 5-mile.
[daily log: walking, 4km; dogwalking, 3km]
Day: January 21, 2023
Caveat: Poem #2363 “The weather report”
ㅁ The wind pushed angrily at the sea, making citadels of water. The rain replaced low volume with a mad demeanor. The stream rushed along, water-filled. The gray clouds endured all.
– a nonnet.