Originally I sort of thought I was going to try to blog all 30 days this months, but let’s get real. I’ll be lucky if I write 30 times this year. I’m going to try to put pen to paper (or fingers to keys) more often, so we’re starting here.
I’m still wrestling with a fair amount of depression, but I’ve been forcing myself to get out of bed and interact with the world a little bit more. The fact that I have to pack up my universe in the next 30 days doesn’t give me a lot of time for lazing around. I’ve embarked on a photography project with Holly and my Flickr-friend Kim. We’re taking photos along all fifty state-named roadways in the D.C. There really isn’t any rhyme or reason – at least not that we’ve come up with – aside from strolling down a given street and snapping pics of what catches your eye. Holly and I ventured out yesterday, but with temps above 90, we didn’t stay out terribly long. Just long enough to get wicked farmer tan lines and a close call with heatstroke.
Vermont Ave., NW
Florida Ave., NW
Washington Ave., SE
Packing up your life in 30 days?!?! What? Where? Why? If you need some moving help, just ask…
Aww, thanks. We’re being kicked out of our house at the end of the month. Not sure where I’m moving, but hoping to stay in the area.
I came across your blog from KP’s. Beautiful pictures, lady! Can’t wait to see the photography project.