a year of us | day 158

A year of us | day 158

day 158

He rested on the couch in the morning. “Let’s go outside. We can dig up the garden and plant the basil. The sun and air will help.” “I’ve been waiting and waiting for you to ask.” He gathered rakes and trowels from the cellar and headed outside. I grabbed my camera and tagged along. We sat side by side, pulling roots and grass from the bed. For a few minutes, he felt just fine.

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I’m giving this yearlong project a spin. Undoubtedly, I will fall and pick up again. Knowing this makes it easier. Still, I plan to show up to record a short photo and story of my day. You’re welcome to join me. I’d love it really. We can give each other high fives and geek out with a hashtag (#ayearofus), not because everyone is doing it, but because we’re doing it, together. Showing up every damn day to make this creative habit real.

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a year of us | day 157

A year of us | day 157

day 157

It was light out when the toast popped up. It rained last night. The backpack, lunch bag, and belt were left out on the back steps. Everything got soaked, except the rain boots tucked under the overhang. I buttered two slices for the boys and gave them each a bowl of applesauce. Between their conversations, one running into the other, I overheard on the radio that Joan Jett will be inducted into the Rock n’ Roll Hall of Fame on Saturday. It’s about damn time! They played a clip of Bad Reputation, which I remember seeing her play at the Morris Civic Auditorium in South Bend, at my first concert. I listened to the song again later when L was in bed and the little one couldn’t sleep.

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I’m giving this yearlong project a spin. Undoubtedly, I will fall and pick up again. Knowing this makes it easier. Still, I plan to show up to record a short photo and story of my day. You’re welcome to join me. I’d love it really. We can give each other high fives and geek out with a hashtag (#ayearofus), not because everyone is doing it, but because we’re doing it, together. Showing up every damn day to make this creative habit real.

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a year of us | day 156

A year of us | day 156

day 156

I set out a bowl of cereal with sliced bananas and milk. L and I sat at the table during breakfast and worked on his double deck egg carton airplane. We taped the stair chutes in place and stabilized the wings before adding movie screens to each level. His stomach was a little off but he felt fine and left for school. I took the little one for a walk in the stroller pushing the stroller with one hand, carrying the Polaroid with another. Five shots out before the mirror locked up and I finished shooting with the iPhone. We stopped by the coffee shop housed inside an old loading dock and ordered a hot chocolate and cinnamon donut. He fell asleep around lunchtime and the call came from the nurse’s office about thirty minutes later, L was sick and on his way home.

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I’m giving this yearlong project a spin. Undoubtedly, I will fall and pick up again. Knowing this makes it easier. Still, I plan to show up to record a short photo and story of my day. You’re welcome to join me. I’d love it really. We can give each other high fives and geek out with a hashtag (#ayearofus), not because everyone is doing it, but because we’re doing it, together. Showing up every damn day to make this creative habit real.

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a year of us | day 155

A year of us | day 155

day 155

I slipped a pair of scissors into the front pocket of my jeans and brought him outside to play. He wandered around the yard stopping to pick up dirt and stones. I cut two snips of hair before the head wriggling and screeching began. I gave up and let him explore. We walked around front to the garden. The sorrel had come in along with the chives and scallions. We sat with the wind fanning us in the bright afternoon sun. I snipped off a chive and handed it to him. He chewed the end, spit it out, and looked for more chives in the bed.

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I’m giving this yearlong project a spin. Undoubtedly, I will fall and pick up again. Knowing this makes it easier. Still, I plan to show up to record a short photo and story of my day. You’re welcome to join me. I’d love it really. We can give each other high fives and geek out with a hashtag (#ayearofus), not because everyone is doing it, but because we’re doing it, together. Showing up every damn day to make this creative habit real.

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a year of us | day 154

A year of us | day 154

day 154

The little one helped gather his clothes for bed then laid them out on the living room floor. He followed me into the bathroom and swished the bubbles as they rose in the tub. He swished more bubbles after I put him in the water. He pushing the Lego boat back and forth before he’d had enough. I washed his hair then lifted him up, wrapped him in a towel. He ran to the kitchen with the towel trailing behind like a cape.

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I’m giving this yearlong project a spin. Undoubtedly, I will fall and pick up again. Knowing this makes it easier. Still, I plan to show up to record a short photo and story of my day. You’re welcome to join me. I’d love it really. We can give each other high fives and geek out with a hashtag (#ayearofus), not because everyone is doing it, but because we’re doing it, together. Showing up every damn day to make this creative habit real.

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a year of us | day 153

A year of us | day 153

day 153

Not much day dreaming done but a pot of tomato soup made. It was 7:25 pm when finally sat on the couch to write. The boys were still awake. It was warm enough to wear shorts and tee shirts. I made popcorn for the older ones and watched them play street hockey in the drive. They built an open-air house from plastic pipes and joints. On our walk home from school, L picked up a walking stick and told me a long story about trekking in the woods. We ate lunch together in the cafeteria. One of the kids asked who invented the light bulb. The boys debated over the answer while the little one blurted out, “cheese”. Of course, this had everyone rolling off the seats. It started with coffee, dates, and last minute tax stuff, which set the tone for the rest.

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I’m giving this yearlong project a spin. Undoubtedly, I will fall and pick up again. Knowing this makes it easier. Still, I plan to show up to record a short photo and story of my day. You’re welcome to join me. I’d love it really. We can give each other high fives and geek out with a hashtag (#ayearofus), not because everyone is doing it, but because we’re doing it, together. Showing up every damn day to make this creative habit real.

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a year of us | day 152

A year of us | day 152

day 152

Sunday: Coffee. Photos at the vintage car show. Outside with the boys all afternoon. Egg hunt. Hike around the yard. Dirt and snow. More baseball. Salad and sandwiches. American Routes on the radio.

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I’m giving this yearlong project a spin. Undoubtedly, I will fall and pick up again. Knowing this makes it easier. Still, I plan to show up to record a short photo and story of my day. You’re welcome to join me. I’d love it really. We can give each other high fives and geek out with a hashtag (#ayearofus), not because everyone is doing it, but because we’re doing it, together. Showing up every damn day to make this creative habit real.

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a year of us | day 151

A year of us | day 151

day 151

Coffee. Tax prep. Baseball. Bean Tacos. Gilmore Girls.

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I’m giving this yearlong project a spin. Undoubtedly, I will fall and pick up again. Knowing this makes it easier. Still, I plan to show up to record a short photo and story of my day. You’re welcome to join me. I’d love it really. We can give each other high fives and geek out with a hashtag (#ayearofus), not because everyone is doing it, but because we’re doing it, together. Showing up every damn day to make this creative habit real.

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a year of us | day 150

A year of us | day 150

day 150

A pot of garlic-laced black beans simmered on the stove. I sat at the kitchen table while the little one slept. The fog rolled in followed by rain. I finished some last minute edits before lunch. After he woke up, I made him eggs and avocado with toast. Then it was off to see the egg drop at school then drive into the city’s vintage stores for photo props. I snapped a photo of the glass window outside Retro before walking inside. Mostly 50s through 80s stuff. The guy against the counter called out, “Nice mannequin, huh?” “Yeah, nice,” I said thinking about the vinyl stacks leaning against the record player in the window. I could tell he wanted to chat but I didn’t have much time, everyone was waiting in the car, so I looked through the tableware and left after a quick round through the store. We stopped by a few more places before dinner at the pub. We passed the cinema on the way home. Jean Luc Godard’s Band of Outsiders was on the marquee. I made a note to schedule a movie date, soon.

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I’m giving this yearlong project a spin. Undoubtedly, I will fall and pick up again. Knowing this makes it easier. Still, I plan to show up to record a short photo and story of my day. You’re welcome to join me. I’d love it really. We can give each other high fives and geek out with a hashtag (#ayearofus), not because everyone is doing it, but because we’re doing it, together. Showing up every damn day to make this creative habit real.

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a year of us | day 149

A year of us | day 149

day 149

Afternoon rain turned last night’s snowfall into a blurred memory. The weatherman said it was winter’s last hurrah. I made black tea with a pour of milk and sugar plus a side of toast to counter the back to cold outdoors. The beeping washer and radio hum kept me company while I wrote through the sticking spot in the story. Of course, I needed a break. I turned the washer off and noticed the village he built out of wood blocks, painted with swatches of purple and white with iridescent glitter flaking off the rooftops. I still didn’t know where to keep it so it moved from room to room instead.

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I’m giving this yearlong project a spin. Undoubtedly, I will fall and pick up again. Knowing this makes it easier. Still, I plan to show up to record a short photo and story of my day. You’re welcome to join me. I’d love it really. We can give each other high fives and geek out with a hashtag (#ayearofus), not because everyone is doing it, but because we’re doing it, together. Showing up every damn day to make this creative habit real.

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