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Following the third year of a holiday letter comprised
of my (increasingly complex) life via a (increasingly complex) year-in-photographs, I
wondered what it would be like to join the great experiment of 365 days of photographs.
I'm not a photographer,
I'm a writer. I'm a visual thinker, and if ever there was proof that a photo is worth a
thousand words, it would be the story a photo tells me, or in this case, about me.
Follow me on this adventure, where I
learn about photography, my ability to record my life, my dedication to something (I've
never been known for doing anything everyday) in my posts. I've also discovered I'm
learning about time, the history of it, and the odd practice of recording it, measuring it,
turning it into something tangible, and I'll record these explorations in the sidebar.
As always, feel free
to say anything. My experiment is not a spectator sport.

June 1, 2009

June 01 2009 Things Fall Apart

I found peace in my morning, cheerfulness even, even as its threads began to unravel, from my lateness to having to take the children with me to my instructor's lateness to a closed bakery to my friend's day off. Each thread, however, connected and supported others and managed not to be lost, and as I sip my coffee this afternoon and listen to the same playlist I constructed this morning, I consider these connections.

I have arranged to help maintain my instructor's house in town (vs. the famed one in the desert) and included is care of his roses. This rose and two others I clipped carried around with me on my errands this morning, and placed in a vase on my front porch with others I clipped from my neighbor's rose jungle.



My camera still being at my friend's house I found the one it had replaced and was patient as it struggled to open the shutter and expand the lens, and put it on macro and got up close and personal.
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2 comments:

Kerry said...

The novel by Chinua Achebe (sp?) - I want my present!
p.s. that was a very good book. I still have it.

June 14, 2009 at 7:15 AM
alw_ays said...

Hee hee. I suppose that one has two answers. Achebe named the book from a line from a poem...dare you to find that! Also, gift will be in the mail in about a week.

June 14, 2009 at 1:36 PM

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