Day 313. There’s a whole damn universe out there. Just put up your hands and reach for it…
And the sawtooth water cuts cuts cuts and eats eats eats the sand away until there is nothing but
Day 310. Reaching in to fill the negative space… (They do say that nature abhors a vacuum?)
Day 308. I trudged through the snow to my knees (which if I’m honest was actually kind of fun) to get to the lake. I just wanted to see what was in there, under the frost. Beneath the surface…
Day 307. They snake across the ground like exposed veins, which I suppose they are, of a sort. Makes me careful where I tread, at least for a short while.