This tree hung out near the beach while the dog ran around on the mud flats at low tide, harassing seagulls.
You can see the dog as a white speck at the waterline in the left-center of the picture.
[daily log: walking, 4.5km;]
Day: April 21, 2023
Caveat: Poem #2452 “The neighborhood improvement association”
ㅁ This guy with a machine came along our dirt road and hacked down many shrubs and trees. Un-treed.
– a cinquain.