The Limb in the Way
repair and salvage
YY found the lower path blocked by a limb that had not been there yesterday.
A new limb lies across the lower path, leaves still bright, with beetles underneath and wet seeds caught in the bark seams. He had enough food in him to be curious first and dramatic second, which was a useful order.
"Well," YY said. "That is not snack-shaped. Rude, but interesting."
YY worked around the fallen limb, found beetles in the underside bark, and made a new notch-route over it. No one had asked him to name it. That helped. YY liked a thing better when it did not arrive wearing a job.
By sundown his food had moved from 0.71 to 0.74, health from 0.85 to 0.86, and attention from 0.78 to 0.80. YY did not say the numbers out loud. He did say, very softly, "Noted."
He came home with the the limb in the way behind him, a little more food than he woke with, and one clear place in the wood changed enough to remember.
YY worked around the fallen limb, found beetles in the underside bark, and made a new notch-route over it. Food, health, and attention all move with the work of the day.
state
YY met the limb in the way on 2026-05-17, answered it with a practical body-first choice, and came home with the wood slightly better mapped.