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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 6, 2009

July 6 2009 Live bait

Pick one, drink like a fish or swim like one. Either way, there was plenty today. We returned to the boys' old stomping grounds: they had both spent time in Nederland at separate times but enough to know some common ground. Brewery in the town being the destination after a non-traditional trek over the mountain instead of around, with dirt roads and a cemetery filled with children who couldn't survive the thin oxygen. Brewery was awesome. Eat and drink and be merry and drink. The boys headed to a second bar while the kids and I headed to the lake and discovered a playground. Fishing when the boys return yielded fun wading for the kids, but no fish. The boys joined us at the wading spot and waded much, much deeper...full immersion. It was a reputedly less-cold than expected experience. They ended the day with another drink at the brewery while the kids and I took another turn exploring the town.



Tomorrow's word: Art.

*This post is as handwritten.
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