Intreeobang

[squirmelia]

She feels dizzy if she looks up at the tree, because it seems so tall, with branches that reach deep into the sky. She photographs him photographing the tree: He's pressed against the bark, camera pointed up towards the very top of the tree where the sunlight glows. She tiptoes across the gnarled roots of another tree and imagines climbing up it, towards the sky that he gazes at.

There are other trees and occasional deer, but at sunset, there is Stonehenge. It is cold and the tourist attraction is closing, but still she wants the sky to change colour to vivid shades of anything but grey.

After that, on unrelated days, there are rhubarb milkshakes and yellow feathers and illusions and hopscotch and the moon acting oddly again. There are no interrobangs in Morse code though, she found.