EverythingSings on Nostr: the notch. Pull, step, pull, step. In seconds he's in the canopy, balanced on a ...

the notch. Pull, step, pull, step. In seconds he's in the canopy, balanced on a branch thicker than his body, peering out over the sea of green.

The forest stretches in every direction, undifferentiated, a maze without walls. But he knows what to look for. Certain trees need more water than others. Their leaves are broader, darker green, and they cluster in lines that trace the hidden paths of moisture beneath the soil. He follows these lines