day 14 I wrote the letter first. Then stumbled through morning. Listened to updates on the Ferguson violence as the kettle came to a boil. I gave L cough medicine then sent him off to school without chopped vegetables for Stone Soup. He reminded me then I forgot again. My memory was shot. Sleep deprivation and whatnot. We drove to the farm to pick up a winter vegetable share. Mud caked the drive dented by tractor wheels. Silver streaks lined the field and sky. As we approached the barn, two dogs ran to greet us. C fell for the small one. He wandered in and out of the barn with the dog on our heels. Holiday lights were hung inside where the produce was stored in large crates and bins. We bagged eighty pounds of alliums, roots, greens, and brassicas. Apples, bread, ginger root, and sriracha. Already hungry, we left after a few times down the slide. At last, kimchi. +++++ 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.