Day Thirty-One

New Moon.
Today is the final day. Grey dark day lit only by the glowing yellow of the trees under slate grey skies. Sounds of winds in the trees, rustling leaves, windchimes. Swarms of birds swoop and soar across the sky. There is no way to capture all this. Go outside. Pay attention. Breathe it in. That is the best I can do.

Today's object was some sort of organic matter--a leaf or a corn husk, something of the sort. It fluttered and flapped when I photographed it--a blur of motion and light across the page; it seemed perfect.

Thanks for joining me.

Day Thirty

Tomorrow is the new moon. This project is drawing to a close. Today was a crazy busy day. My walk today was brief and brisk--just the walk to and from the coffeeshop. Found this broken blue marble on the mossy sidewalk on my way home.

Day Twenty-Nine

Monday is new moon. Only two more days after today. Found this card tucked into a chainlink fence: The amount of life and heath you are entitled to is between you and your creator... What is interfering with that is between you and me. not creepy. not creepy at all.

Day Twenty-Eight

Bit of cedar-sprig tucked into the bundle of cables climbing up the side of a telephone pole.

Day Twenty-Seven

Nothing for today. Sometimes daily practice is a hard thing to sustain. Tomorrow. Tomorrow.

Day Twenty-Six

Somehow a strange long day. I went out after dark, walked and walked and I couldn't find anything until I happened upon this. All the posters had been stripped from this telephone pole. All that was left was a small corner of a page. Call.

Day Twenty-Five

Found this leaf trapped beneath the hatch to Portland City Water. I freed it and brought it home.