This tree (small, foreground) was a tree I planted two years ago, I think. Unlike most of the trees I’ve planted on my lot, it seems to be doing fine through our long, vague winter – it probably helps that it’s not an exotic but a local species, just not on my lot: some kind of pine that is mostly found in the muskeg areas.
Day: April 3, 2023
Caveat: Poem #2435 “A morning in early Spring”
ㅁ Sometime in early April I woke, to see snow falling steadily. I went downstairs as I do, to get coffee, oatmeal. By the time I sat again upstairs, the snow changed into rain.
– a nonnet.