90 :: 365


I’m gathering more moss and thinking about this 365 project.  Here we are at day 90, nearly a quarter of the way through.  Already?

Looking over my 90 photos, I recognize simple themes of family and daily life — mostly close to home.   When I go deeper, I see my growing awareness of this project as a creative practice.  The act of capturing a moment, reflecting on it, and sharing it daily (except for one weekend day each week, when I take a break) is filling my cup in ways I did not anticipate.

This daily practice has helped me to keep my eyes and heart open during a particularly exhausting chapter of motherhood (nourishing and nurturing an exquisite little being).  It makes me laugh to realize that some of my favorite photos thus far were taken on the bed.  The bed?!  Well, isn’t that where we spend a lot of time with our little babies?

This daily practice has helped me to welcome other creative work.  Or as Pablo Picasso famously said (and Jenny recently quoted), “Inspiration exists but it has to find you working.”  I’m working!

This daily practice has helped me to remember that I am at my best when I spend a significant amount of time outside in wild places.  I can handle only so many inside photos in a row.  And then I tell myself: I need to get out!  And I do.  Taking a camera along holds me accountable.

Finally, this daily practice has connected me with a very encouraging group of photographers — Jenny’s listeners!  You know by now that Jenny is one of my dearest friends.  Listening to each episode of her podcast is a bit like having a conversation with her, an hour I look forward to every week.  The fact that many of you listen to her too, and take the time to share windows into your lives through photography and connect with others in the flickr group — is a wonderful thing.  So, thank you.  And to family and friends who are a part of my project, thank you too!  Having a community to share with (simple as the project may be) makes all the difference in the world.

87 :: 365



Scott, my brother-in-law, asked me how my 365 project was going today when we were out walking after Easter brunch. So nice to be asked! However, before I could answer, Wallace had a over-tired meltdown baby moment. So, I’m still thinking about his question . . . and what I might say. Where to begin? I think I’ll give myself time for a little 365 reflection this week.

81 :: 365


I am in need of a photo (of myself) for a piece I’m working on (the terrarium piece).  And I have plans to meet up with my sister-in-law, a talented photographer, at the beach on a warmish evening this week.  But my March 30th deadline is fast approaching, and today I hear from two people that we might get 12 inches of snow on Wednesday.  Uh-oh.  Those plans I had to take a shower and wash my hair and put on something interesting and attempt to look nice, flanked by my three children . . . ?  I may just have to let them go for now.

So I wrap up Wallace, throw on a hat, and we all go out into the woods on what may be our last sunny and not snowy evening before March 30th.  We’re down here looking for mosses again, but before our hands are full of little green plants, I hand the camera to Jeffrey and say, “Will you take a few pictures of us, Bud?”

And, oops, I forgot to take my giant sunglasses off!

78 :: 365


Usually we wait until the first day of spring to collect pussy willows.  But today we took a walk along the edge of the marsh and just couldn’t resist picking one little branch of velvety kittens.

72 :: 365


The woods are warm.  It smells like spring.  Ellen wants to show us a good climbing tree she discovered past the swampy spot in the valley.  I hand the camera to Jeffrey and away we go.