This tree saw the ridgeline above the house obscured by fog.
Day: May 19, 2023
Caveat: Poem #2480 “Looking out at the sea”
ㅁ I like watching the wind sculpt the sea. It draws patterns on the blue-green. Patches of movement appear. Ripples swing in great arcs. Then the wind strengthens. Waves start dancing. White-caps jump, contort, crash.
– a nonnet.