With inspiration from my dear sister-in-law, Rachel, I embark on this adventure - capturing an image every day for a year both to have for myself and to share with you. My hope is that through this effort, I will "keep peace in the noisy confusion of life" - taking time to notice the small things, celebrate the big things, and more fully appreciate the gift of each new day. Of course, I had every intention of beginning this on January 1st - but when that day came and went without a blog, Rachel assured me that this project can begin on any day. After a slow start, I really hope I can pull it off - and that you'll enjoy it!

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Day 58 - March 7: Prima Lane

Who is the most beautiful girl in the world - Jennifer Lopez or Taylor Swift?  Apparently, according to Lane, there is no consensus.  Actually, they're all wrong - the most beautiful girl in the world is the one I had breakfast with this morning. 

Day 57 - March 6: Middle School

I survived the sink-or-swim model of junior high school in the 1970's.  Now, of course, it's called middle school and everything has changed.  Tonight I went to a meeting for the parents of incoming 7th graders, led by the school's young, passionate, bright, caring principal.  Commit this to memory:  middle schoolers are going through awkward stages as they discover their social self.  They display inconsistant behavior and are preoccupied with self.  They are curious and desire to feel autonomous and competent.  And, it feels like it happens overnight.  As my kids would say, "Duh, Mom".  Of course there is nothing new here, but the fact that it's happening under my roof is new.  That the school is committed to "help steady the course" is also new, and comforting.

Day 56 - March 5: Celery Root

My cousin, Tom is a Props Master in Hollywood - providing or creating anything and everything needed to make a scene come alive.  Surely he has discovered celery root, which must be used routinely as freeze dried brain in horror flicks.  I was back at Whole Foods today where I bought a dozen for our organic veggie friend.  Honestly, does anyone really eat this stuff?

Day 55 - March 4: Double Diamond


The last time we skied with our friend, Tia, we were all in Jackson Hole, Wyoming more than 20 years ago.  How can that be?  Today we skied together at Mount Sunapee, in New Hampshire, along with our boys, and we came across this trail.  My great grandmother was a Hawes and my mother tells me they were a big, fun loving family.  I think they'd approve of the fun we had in their Hideout today.

Day 54 - March 3: Boy Scout Merit Badge


Forgive me if I break the rules and feature a photograph taken by my son today.  Stuart is pursuing the Photography Merit Badge and spent the morning with an instructor, five fellow scouts, and my camera.  Other scouts were busy in the kitchen, making pastry - and serving as models for the shutterbugs.  Stuart's instructor particularly liked this photograph, in which Stuart applied the rule of thirds, "which dictates that an image should be imagined as divided into nine equal parts by two equally-spaced horizontal lines and two equally-spaced vertical lines, and that important compositional elements should be placed along these lines or their intersections.  Proponents of the technique claim that aligning a subject with these points creates more tension, energy and interest in the composition than simply centering the subject would".  And here I thought I just had to snap a picture everyday - clearly, I've got a lot to learn.

Day 53 - March 2: Look What We Woke Up To

Snow?  In New England?  In March?  That's crazy!  Believe it or not, we haven't seen the white stuff since January 20 - and before that it had been the week of Halloween.  This morning, a welcomed taste of winter. 

Day 52 - March 1: Sparkle Cowl

Completing a knitting project is indeed satisfying.  However, I honestly think that I relish the process more than the product.  For me, knitting is relaxing and monotonous, in a wonderful way - and though I'm not very good, it provides a tremendous feeling of accomplishment, stitch by stich, row by row.  Making the time to knit is difficult, though, so when I do, it's a wonderful feeling.