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.

September 9, 2009

September 09, 2009 It was

Swift and true flew my lesson today
addressing the most basic of issues without so much as a hint that she might be learning something

The knitting needed cut down to size, by half in fact,
and the scones from yesterday were free

The jokes were funny
the mail line was long
and the shirt made me seven minutes late

and it was just a day
like any other day

No comments: