Field note: Steel Droplet

In the mountains every step rings on rock, and the air grows thin and clear.

Today I come across a Steel Droplet — tiny · striped · ears.

Droplets mirror the mood of the weather. On grey days they huddle closer together.

If you want to meet one yourself: Mountains. It cannot be caught — only won over.

— from the Wanderer’s notes

The next one appears tomorrow — a new species every day.

Earlier notes