Riffing off the project that is being done over at 35 Words by Christina Rosalie, I’m thinking about doing a few photos a week, with some short writing. Combining the small stones concept and the photo-a-day concept that I can’t quite seem to get myself together enough to actually do every day because while the prompts are nice, they often lead to paralysis for me, I’m hoping to do some regular photography and some regular writing. I guess when I hit 37, it’ll switch from 36 words to 37. If I’m still interested in it by then.
I suppose we’ll see how that actually goes.
For today, though…
According to Margaritaville Spring is 9 days away, but someone has forgotten to let the azaleas in on the secret. By the time the calendar catches up, the blooms will be long gone, just faded memories.