It’s the night before first grade starts. I guess I’ve lived through multiple (somewhere around 30+) of these nights, but this one is different.
By my front door there’s a Spiderman backpack filled with lined notebooks… clear plastic book covers… pencils…
Everything is still innocent. Everything is still fresh-faced and calm. Bracing for the change.
And 12 hours before school starts, we got our first panicked –
“But I don’t wanna go…”
Week 35: Fire
The Big One.
That time we sat in a theater and watched the sun die.
Week 34: Wabi Sabi
The Tasma House, Daylesford, country Victoria, Australia
We’re traveling and you’re traveling, mostly upright, mostly walking, mostly like a drunk. But you’re fierce and you’re just about there.
And you’ve discovered a love of climbing in giant teeth.
And you’ll eat your pizza how you damn well choose.
And you’ll scare away the animals you damn well choose.
Week 33: Night Photography
A Light in the Attic