A storm in the middle of the night woke us both. Thunder and lightening so close I thought it would split the house in two. It was overcast early on. I walked into town with my camera and shot a pack of film. The shots were overexposed despite my efforts to shade the film as it popped out of the camera. I’d shot so many ghostly frames that it felt like an exercise in seeing the place for the first time, with history and reflection broadening the view. Later we gathered apple and carrot peels, coconut, and strawberry tops for the neighbor’s chickens.
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.