Our time and space travelling project is continuing to capture real-moments globally, allowing us to see and read about events we can’t currently be there for. And until they invent that teleportation device, we shall live vicariously through the N-N-1 phenomenon.
“This lil teefer deserves a warm bed and warmer cuddles. After a long, exhausting day at the Ensenada shelter, these pictures give me the determination to do all I can. I hope that they will be out, surrounded by love and care. Soon.” – Princess Butter
“I’m beginning to think that the only way to beat the heat in this new global climate change reality of ours is to head north. So I decided to spend the first days of August in Vancouver, Canada, one of my favorite cities. This visit happened to coincide with the Celebration of Light in Vancouver. Each year, they have three countries compete in an international fireworks competition on 3 different nights. This year it was India, Canada and Croatia. We were there for Canada, and it was the most gorgeous display I’ve ever seen. It’s a wonderful way to take your mind off the temperature, but I tell you what, I wouldn’t want to be a dog in Vancouver at this time of year.” – Barb Abelhauser
“Our good friends Mary and George treated us to a weekend
getaway in LaPorte, Indiana. Our wedding anniversaries are just a few months
apart, and we were celebrating our mutual years together.
On Saturday, while the others were enjoying the inn’s swimming pool, I drove a few miles to my hometown of Rolling Prairie to see what changes had occurred since my last visit. There were quite a few. While there I drove past the first house that I remember living in. I took this picture.” – Norm Houseman
“Being the sort of person who has drifted from country to country for all her life, I never imagined I would get the opportunity to have family beyond those I shared DNA with. Then I met my partner. And then I met his family. I never realised how deeply I had fallen in love with all them – their quirks included. This weekend I got to spend time with them in their small village in the countryside of England and we got to soak up the sun, try some local craft beer, and just spend time basking in each other’s company. And now that I’ve felt these feelings, I can’t imagine going my whole life without having it. Isn’t that weird?” – AL
If you or your friends want to be a part of this collaboration, please feel free to leave a comment or send me an email at firstname.lastname@example.org so we can send you reminders for the next one. ❤
We’re almost at the end of the first month of 2019 (WHAT!!!). All of the carefully thought out goals, ambitions and resolutions are well underway. As part of this year’s first N-N-1, we’re checking in with our favourite bloggers from around the world to see how they’re faring.
One fine day in
the first week of January 2019, a little Japanese doll-like lady with a quiet
demeanor and a calm force, came into my life. Marie Kondo in her Netflix
special ‘Tidying Up’. Within the next few days, I had watched every possible
#KonMarimethod video on YouTube and had printed out a checklist on how to
follow her de-cluttering method. Last weekend, the closet and the dressers
looked like a hurricane passed through them. But by Sunday evening, things that
‘sparked joy’ were hung in the right place and stashed with a higher level of
organization. There were two bags of clothes to be trashed and three to be
donated. Time to move to the next categories!
I may not have
fancy resolutions, but now I know how to fold my clothes like Sushi.
Even I, a person
who tries to lower expectations, think this is a ho-hum picture. But it is the
physical embodiment of my goal for 2019. Goal because no one keeps their New
Year’s resolutions. Goals, however, are achievable.
What is this
goal? This bookcase holds most of my To-Be-Read (TBR) books. They are books
that I’ve picked up over the past few years, along with a few that were gifts,
and some that I want to re-read. I have felt constrained and unable to make a
serious dent in the TBR accumulation, rightly or wrongly by my annual reading
challenge. But this year I am concentrating on this bookcase. Oh yes. I said
that it holds most of my TBR. I have another shelf worth of books that I will also
be drawing from, but this is the main source.
explanation. The goal is to read at least 1 ½ shelves worth of my TBR.
When Cindy read the description of this N-N-1, she immediately asked me if my goal was a specific goal that she had in mind for me. No. That isn’t the way personal goals work. But, honey, I’m working on that one too.
This was a very special day for me. I got to participate in the annual Seattle Womxn’s March for the first time, and although it was not as big as it was the day after Trump’s inauguration, it was still impressive to me. 10,000 people, speaking their truths about women’s rights, creates powerful energy. But for me, quite often, it’s the little things that matter most. Like this 4 year old girl who made her very own sign, and was proudly carrying it. Start them off early, Mom. There will always be work to do and marches to march.
I have lived a very unstable life, moving four countries in four years. Part of that is a severe case of wanderlust, but mostly it has been us trying to make a relationship work in different countries because our home countries haven’t allowed us to be together without a marriage certificate or a job that pays CEO level salaries. What happened, in the process, was that every adventure was severely tainted by behind-the-scenes stress and worry. What this meant was that I didn’t enjoy a memory as I was making it. It’s only in retrospect that I saw what a wonderful time it was, what an opportunity, what an adventure!
And so, my 2019 resolution was born. I had to face the fact that my life was never going to be normal. However, what I did have control over was how I experienced my day-to-day. 2019 is going to be the year I live more mindfully – even when my day is filled with stress about making a paycheck last the month, even when I worry about visas and border control and jobs, I will enjoy the sound of my niece’s laughter, I will enjoy the crisp winter air, I will let my soul swim with the geese as I take a walk in the park. And so far, I have managed to do just that.
Too much time on the Little Elbow River,
Not enough time on the dusty backroads
Of my home state.
Too much time tending bar.
Not enough exploring new taverns
In Nebraska hamlets.
Too many days of wordless thoughts
Have dried my creative juices
Into crusty, scabby flakes of stammers
In my once lubricious brain.
When spring arrives, I’ll flee the confines Of this once and future, but not present Mecca of bountiful ideas. That feels like a bumpety-bump great idea.
Keep a lookout for more N-N-1 announcements so you can participate the next time, and join our global collective in capturing memories at a set date and time. You could even host this event on your own blogs. Feel free to write to me at email@example.com if you have ideas, if you want to host the next one, if you just want to say hi!
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.
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.
We’ve been shifted to the top most floor of our office building. Now, this isn’t such a big deal – considering we have been moved thrice over the past one year. However, this view is doing good things to my imagination!