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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.

July 23, 2009

July 23 2009 The same function despite differences in form

My son has this incredible gift: he can sleep anywhere! He generally sets up a good napping arrangement, too. He carries his pillow and blanket and snuggles up and crashes. Well, if he's home and knows he's going out. There have been times he just loses himself, once in the tour truck at the December bottom of the Canyon de Chelly. I was bracing myself and holding him, and I looked down and he was asleep. I was bracing myself and he was sleeping.

We made cookies tonight for the poetry recital and reading tomorrow and he didn't even stay awake to eat one once it had cooled. He was reading a book, then left and got his bedding, then crawled back next to us while we practiced her poems. We didn't even notice he wasn't reading "SPLAT!" anymore (loudly, too).



I didn't like the wider shot. Auto+Zoom+Flash=Photo

Tomorrow's word: stone
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