the line
Saturday. We painted it.
I measured every metre twice with the Garmin and once with the string, and Valentina held the end of the string with both hands like it was a kite. Twenty metres of white line, right on 0°00'00.0".
Don Segundo watched from his door. Carmen brought empanadas and a thermos. Pelusa walked straight through the wet paint. There are now white paw prints in both hemispheres.
Monday is the equinox. The forecast says cloudy. The forecast always says cloudy.