The weather hasn’t been great recently, at least, not by my sun-loving, grey-detesting standards. To pass the time, I’ve been going back through my abundant archives, sorting, deleting (rarely), reminiscing. And in doing so, I noticed an interesting phenomenon. By craft or good fortune, I have accumulated a fair number of more than decent images over the years, but these weren’t the ones that grabbed my attention. Those that made me pause, reflect, remember for better or for worse, were the everyday images, the view from a half forgotten window, the desk where I spent so many hours processing other people’s words, the pot where I kept my pens. So I’m writing this post mainly for a future me. To say… hello, hope you’re well. Do you remember that this was once your day?