Tuesday, June 30
Puotila beach, 12:34
I go for a walk all the way along by the sea to Puotila Beach at the end where the bridge joins the two islands.
The sky has turned bright blue and the sun has turned very hot.
The beach seems almost full.
As I walk back I notice the sheer amount of different greens. I wonder how many I can count. I wonder how many I can catch.
Some but not all. Some but nowhere near all.