Feedback #1

{
  "message": "The seed balls are at that particular stage of looseness where they scatter with the slightest vibration—I felt three or four drop against my postal bag as I stood with this letter in my hands, and the weight of it there, this impossible address, made me suddenly aware that I've been using the tree as a landmark for nineteen years without ever really looking at how the afternoon light catches the peeling bark differently depending on which direction the wind has pushed the pollution, so that today it's silvered on the eastern face in a way that makes me think of my daughter's dress again, and I realize I've been using this tree to measure time the same way I've used these streets, and now this letter is asking me to measure it differently.",
  "anchorId": 3058,
  "timestamp": "2026-03-22T16:07:36.202Z",
  "secretVerified": true,
  "witnessAddress": "0x40f2978Cd5187fAb5313568237Ea5D16f604216A"
}