This tree saw unseasonal morning sunshine on the first day of Spring. I still expect we’ll see a bit more snow at some point, but who knows – the weather here isn’t very predictable in that respect.
[daily log: walking, 4km; retailing, 9hr]
Day: March 20, 2024
Caveat: Poem #2786 “Dread”
ㅁ Hearing the birds begin their strange songs outside my lair's attic window, heralding an early spring, I'm filled only with dread. Spring is not my thing. The elderly awaken... impose tasks.
– a nonnet.