I love the N-N-1 no matter how many entries we get in. All you need is one different perspective of the same date and the same time. I don’t really have the words to express the powerful emotions it evokes in me. I hope you enjoy this edition as much as I did.
I sought out a quiet place for my picture this time around. I love graveyards. There is a calm serenity that is hard for city dwellers to find. Though, truth be told, I would love a graveyard if I lived on top of a mountain. This is one of the Catholic graveyards in Lafayette. The Catholic ones tend to have more older trees and rolling landscape. It is almost enough to make me consider becoming Catholic and be buried rather than cremated. But the odds are that I shan’t. I wonder if I can find a graveyard on a mountaintop to visit.
– Norm Houseman, Classical Gasbag
Milo drove me to and from the barcode barn
For my first checkup
Since being released.
I was surprised to discover
That I missed the place
With all the rules and
Cannots that go with it.
I even missed Nurse Grumple of the Shiny Pate,
With the sour disposition and fishy eyes.
Ready to slap you if no one was watching.
I must plan my revenge!
They asked me if I had had any problems.
I said “No.”
They asked me if I was taking my meds.
I said “Yes.”
They asked me if I had found a new job yet.
I said “No.”
I lied. I am back working as a bartender.
I also failed to mention the bottle of Jim Beam Milo was holding for me in his car.
I may skip my next session.
– Natalie Garvois
I inadvertently picked an N-N-1 without realising how many firsts I would be capturing on my phone. Normally, I would pick a normal day with the hope that it would spread the philosophical message of ‘what’s boring and normal for you is exotic and exciting to someone else’.
This day in history marked the first trip abroad for my 4 month old niece – first trip for her parents with her on a flight, her first flight, using her first passport for the first time, visiting a beach for the first time, and the first time she did a flawless crawl. You get the picture.
This picture is also a reminder to me to actually get out and do things that are on my list. I knew of this city beach (Cologne is nowhere near the ocean, this is a naturally occurring beach by the river Rhine) but only got around to visiting it when Isabelle was here. And now that it’s getting colder again, I regret not spending every summer weekend there.