day 11 Saturday night. Twinkled streetlights. Far away fields. We made it to the bookstore and barbecue before the shrieking hour. Persian Buttercups aside. Turned the radio on. (I can’t get no) Satisfaction. Everyone likes The Stones. It had something to do with evolution. I asked him where he’d heard that. He couldn’t remember. +++++ 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.