From new moon to new moon I take a daily walk. Something finds me along the way. I photograph it; it comes home with me. This is an exploration of daily practice, of ritual, of context, and of the act of noticing, paying attention. Join me.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Day Twenty-Seven
Nothing for today. Sometimes daily practice is a hard thing to sustain. Tomorrow. Tomorrow.
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