Thirty-One Days in March (Part 2)

This is the continuation of the project I started earlier this month and explained in this blog, Thirty-One Days In March (Part 1).

Saturday – 16 March 2013   

If the point of this exercise is to photograph the highlight of my day, every pic in the series could be of this little guy.  Seriously, is there anything on earth better than Maynard?  I didn't think so.

Sunday – 17 March 2013   

The sapling dogwood I planted (3) years ago made it through yet another winter.  That's wonderful for a couple of reasons.  One, I haven't killed it yet; two, spring is unavoidable!

Monday – 18 March 2013 

Some days I find traffic relaxing – especially on a rainy day.  Today was such a day.  Plus, downtown looks good in shadow.  You can't appreciate the light without the dark I suppose.

Tuesday – 19 March 2013 

The sunrise was beautiful this morning (even if it was in my rear view mirror).  What was that I said about darkness and light yesterday?  Exactly.  

Wednesday – 20 March 2013 

In Savannah for an interview today – I think we've got a shot at this deal.  Incredible sunset from River Street.  I love big ass boats and bad ass sunsets.

Thursday – 21 March 2013 

I saw Nicki Bluhm and the Gramblers at Smith's tonight.  Great performance, but I always get a little tweaked in small venues – making eye contact with the artist is weird, no?  Actually met her and her husband Tim after their set; good people right there.  Helluva show, friendly for no apparent reason on top of.

Friday – 22 March 2013 

Tix for the next show on my fridge is an awesome thing, something to look forward to always.  Clutch isn't until May though; surely I can squeeze in something else between now and then.  I heard that Son Volt is going to be at Terminal in April.  We'll see.

Saturday – 23 March 2013 

Making art makes me happy.  (12) hours of rainy day college basketball doesn't suck either.

Sunday – 24 March 2013 

My perfect constant Sunday afternoon companion.

Monday – 25 March 2013 

A slight break in the clouds brought the MLK memorial into specific focus for me today.  I can't tell you how many times I've driven through the intersection of Boulevard and Freedom Parkway and not noticed this.  I know it's there, but it blends into the fabric of the city and almost becomes little more than background noise.  It's a shame really – it's a stunningly beautiful piece of simple public art that says so much without trying too hard to say anything.  

Tuesday – 26 March 2013 

In Lubbock, Texas on business today I felt compelled to, overwhelmed actually to seek out the ghost of Buddy Holly as soon as the plane touched down.  In spite of Gary Busey's portrayal of him, Holly has always been central to my understanding of rock 'n' roll.  It was awesome – just me and Buddy chillin', watching the sun slide over his shoulder.  (24) hours in his hometown gives me zero insight into who he was in real life, but it was cool to have my boots stained with the same dust that his kicked up way back when.   

Wednesday – 27 March 2013

This is the view from the south parking deck when I got back to the ATL tonight.  I saw a spectacular West Texas sunrise from my hotel bed this morning, but it didn't compare to my welcome home sunset tonight.  If I keep up this pic of the day thing, methinks most of them will invariably be of the sky or my dogs.  So be it!  

Thursday – 28 March 2013

It's beginning to look and feel a lot like spring.  If that wasn't enough to make one smile, the new kick-ass camera I ordered arrived today AND my firm was awarded the commission for that project in Savannah from last Wednesday's interview.   It was starting to feel an awful lot like Christmas morning for a Thursday in March until Indiana got bounced by Syracuse.  Can't win 'em all I suppose.

Friday – 29 March 2013

I got confirmed for VAHI Summerfest today so I decided to properly (finally) finish boulevard.  I really like this one – so much so that the price just went up!

Saturday – 30 March 2013

Maynard was stoked to be out in the back yard sunshine this morning helping with the yard work.  It was a perfect spring day for me and the pups.

Sunday – 31 March 2013

My Sunday pasta fix.
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There you have it, thirty-one days in March.  What was the point of doing this again?  I think I set out to try to learn something, anything about myself.  What I became quickly aware of is that I have a pretty damn good life.  It's not always what I thought it would be, and everyday doesn't always turn out like I think it should or how I had hoped that it might. Life isn't always fair, but that doesn't mean that it has to suck.  Everyday is a new adventure and a chance to make another memory, a chance to make that day better than the day before.

I've enjoyed doing this and I think I'll keep it up.  Maybe I have an attention span after all; we'll see if it lasts the whole year.  I really do think there is value to this exercise and I feel like I have gotten a lot personally out of doing it.  I don't think taking (31) photographs taught me this specifically, but I may have always missed the simple fact that good happens everyday.  

Honestly, if I've learned anything from this it is that I should always seek out the positive thing. There is joy to be had in the everyday of everyday life if one is able to recognize it.  Don't get sucked in by the bullshit, even if it is bullshit of your own making.  Everybody has to deal with the same ridiculousness though we all may call it by a different name.  I'm not wearing rose colored glasses, I'm just looking at my life from a different perspective, a positive one.  And if a kick-ass bowl of spaghetti and meatballs followed by a Morelli's ice cream cone is the best part of my day?  That was a damn good day.  So I haven't found my Shirley Manson yet; at least I had a rockin' lunch and some epic ball time with Belle in the backyard after – things could certainly be worse.