September 10 on 10

I slept until 8:00, which is a miracle. The boys head out the door on a grand adventure with their Daddy. Part of me wants to tag along. More of me is glad for the quiet left behind.

I log onto facebook and my thumb-sucking Bean flops into my lap. Alita mentions starting her 10 on 10 project this morning. This is the reminder I needed. This project has been calling my name for months and months. Post one picture every hour, for ten hours, on the tenth day of the month. An entire day captured. I throw my hat in the ring. Colleen puts in a request for an entire 10 on 10 of chickens. I laugh at the thought of harassing my birds all day long.

I can almost reach my old Canon Rebel without disturbing The Bean.

10:02 am
The beautiful pile in my lap.


11:21 am
She wants to paint. Instead I give her markers. She throws them under the table.


12:23 pm
Fresh milkweed for the captives.


1:49 pm
Naptime. I take a picture that I later decide shouldn't be shared here. What a bummer when this is such a time sensitive thing. Instead of cheating, I decide to post a blurry crop of the photo.


2:56 pm
Spiderwebs all over their faces. The kitties explore the barn, their new home.


4:14 pm
The sun is harsh, but it's a gorgeous day. The Bean is in charge of the clothespins. It works out pretty well except for when she drops the bucket. By now I'm badly missing the wider angle of view on my full frame camera. You can't see that she's standing on a stool.


5:35 pm
The boys are home. The Littler Brother and The Bean are fighting. And they mean it too. It's real life so I try to get a picture of them, but for several reasons it doesn't work out. The Bigger Brother has discovered something. "Mom, your chair is made out of the same stuff as my book! Look. They stick." I cheat and post two photos.


6:36 pm
An hour later and the war has ended. They're shrieking with joyous laughter. What a bipolar relationship these two have. I shake my head. I take one picture.


8:10 pm
It's already too dark out for normal shutter speeds with the capability of this camera. I remember Colleen's plea for chickens. I have an idea. The hens are going up to roost for the night. I cheat and post two photos again.


9:07 pm
The evening is beyond perfect. Warm. No wind. No bugs. The sky is clear and the moon bright. This calls for a tripod and an adult beverage. I shoot the moon. I fail miserably.
9:32
I admit defeat. The mosquitoes have arrived. Instead of capturing the moon I harness it's light.


I think that somehow, it's appropriate to be posting this on the anniversary of 9/11. Life goes on. Our world is different, but it's a new normal. In light of catastrophic events like that, the mundane boring details of a normal day become so much more precious.