The latest episode of N-N-1 was hosted by Barb, whose entry blended N-N-1 with her own blog’s title, The View from a Drawbridge. I love that she brought so many new people into the fold. I hope they stay.
This was a fun post to write, because it took a village. In an atmosphere of increasing divisiveness, people from all walks of life, from all over the world, got together to do one thing: Take a photograph at 6 pm (their time zone) on the 31st of October. If you’re mathematically inclined, in N-N-1 the first N stands for the number of participants, the second for the number of photos (because those numbers should be the same), and the 1 stands for one time. These photos were sent to me, along with 50-100 words about them, so that we could share them all with you.
What I love most about this project is that we are all seeing different things at the same point in time. The world is so varied and nuanced, as are our lives, and yet we are all part of the human race. Thirteen responses…
Long time readers of this blog are aware of what N-N-1 is. Short time readers, maybe not. Basically it is a collaborative project involving anyone who wants to participate in sharing a picture and a short write-up about the picture.
Rather than explaining the whole thing from scratch, I’m sharing a link to the blog of the next N-N-1 project host, The View from a Drawbridge. The linked post explains the concept as well as laying out the dates and times needed to participate. If you read more of the posts, you’ll probably be glad that you did. Please feel free to join the group, and to share this information with anyone whom you think might be interested.
Once again N-N-1 has brought a variety of pictures and thoughts from different parts of the world. If this is your first view of N-N-1, the first N stands for the number of participants, the second for the number of photos (they should be the same), and the 1 stands for one time. All of the pictures were taken by the participants at 4 p.m. their local time on Sunday, July 16th.
I was walking along the bank of the ‘Little Elbow River’ at 4 p.m on Sunday. I was admiring the trees, and the idea for this poem came into my head.
By the Little Elbow
The trees stand stately
And true by the Little Elbow River
That runs through my town.
They witness the good and the bad,
The happy and the sad,
The wonderful and the terrible.
But they say nothing.
They just observe,
And occasionally fall though
The roof of a house,
And destroy a dream.
Next is a picture and some thoughts from cupitonians from https://thislabyrinthiroam.blog/, She is thoughtful as always.
While progress is defined by both the Brits and the Americans as a movement towards gradual betterment, us big city people think it’s a synonym destruction. Maybe we’re cynical because we see ‘progress’ being built on top of everything that’s old and beautiful. However, it’s always a lovely change of pace to see that all progress is not the complete wiping out of everything good. It is a good reminder that things can co-exist together, making something that much more magical. This picture was taken from a high rise futuristic mall that has been built in an old neighbourhood in Bangkok. You can see the Skytrain, but you can also see the houses of yesteryear and a nice community park.
Princess Butter from https://asplashofmylife.wordpress.com/ sent this delightful picture and short comment.
“You can’t sit with us!!”
Sea Lions can be such ‘Mean Girls’.
Finally I have a picture and words that sums up our past two weeks.
Cindy and I have been doggy-sitting Macon while Trina, JR, and Maely have been out of town enjoying the 100º+ weather in our great American southwest. Macon is a joy! He is still pretty much a puppy. He loves tying to unsuccessfully catch birds that he sees in our backyard. He also sniffs around the yard trying to track down the squirrels and bunnies that drop in to leave their scent. The house will be a tad lonely when he makes his joyful return home.
If you would like to participate in the next N-N-1, use the contact form below to send me a message with your email address and I will put you on our contact list so that we can notify you before the next go ’round.
I will be hosting a new N-N-1 on July 22nd. If you are interested in participating, please take a picture on Sunday, July 16th at 4 p.m. your local time. Send the picture to me along with a short, 50 to 250 word writeup (prose or poetry) and your blog address, no later than 6 p.m. your local time on Friday, July 21st. If you know of anyone else who might like to participate, please pass this information on to them with a short description of what N-N-1 is. Here is alink to a previous post that might help explain N-N-1.
Oh. The email for sending the picture and writeup, or to ask any questions, is email@example.com.
While patiently waiting for vaayadipennu to finish publishing the most recent N-N-1, Anju and I decided to revisit our original concept, 2-2-1. We went so far as to try to take our pictures at exactly the same moment. Trying to determine the date and time for this momentous project turned into an “After you Alphonse” routine until I remembered that a gentleman should never argue with a woman. So I decided that we would take our pictures on Thursday, May 4th at 7 p.m. in Penang, Malaysia. Let’s start with Anju. I hope that you enjoy the result.
I came face to face with one of my many scary zombie dreams in real life, as part of my job. As someone who has a ‘cliché’ fear of crowds, I’ve never actually had to face this fear head-on. Living in highly populated cities just means you learn to manoeuvre out of stressful, overly crowded situations. Not this time. I had to attend an event in Penang (Malaysia) with over 20, 000 highly passionate people in one small arena for the duration of a week. For most of that time, I spent in a circle similar to the one in the photo. I now feel equipped to write a short story about zombies!
Meanwhile, 11 time zones away.
It was a dark rainy morning in Lafayette. It was so dark that I had to lighten the picture in order to make out the courthouse with the scaffolding around the dome. You can tell that it is still raining from the glistening streets and the rain drops that were on the lens.
There weren’t many people on the street even though it was a non-holiday weekday morning.I suppose they were avoiding the wet. The scaffolding is there so that the dome can be repaired and painted. It is evidently a long process because it was started in the autumn last year. I’m pretty sure no work was done to the exterior that day.
When Pins volunteered to host this go-round of N-N-1 I assumed that it wold look a lot like past incarnations. Boy was I wrong! She has brought her own vision to N-N-1 and I am impressed. I’m looking forward to the next installment. View, read and enjoy.
It has been about three months since the last N-N-1. Rather that let it fade in to a mere memory we’re doing it again. One of the things that I love about N-N-1 is how people from different parts of the world connect electronically to share brief moments of their life. We see differences and recognize similarities. To me, it shows once again that while there are billions of people in the world, humanity is a singular noun.
The first participant is Pins n Ashes.
I was at one of my favourite restaurants, lunching with friends enjoying one of my favourite meals. Poori masala as we call it.
Next is Her Royal Highness Princess Butter with a picture and story dear to hearts of many Princesses. Oh, and thanks to the Princess we now call this process N-N-1 rather than just sticking in numbers that change with the number of contributors.
We wondered about them when they had accidentally ‘disappeared’ during the Halloween party. We were almost sure when we saw them bonding in the research lab. We had called them out during the Christmas Secret Santa party when they both went to the room ‘tired’. K5 and I had ended up as neighbors in my last year at SDSU and CT was there a lot! It all became superbly clear after he moved in. Chadillac Thrills thought he was being sneaky! Haah! After 5 glorious years of friendship, love, game nights, Grad school, traveling, pizzas and boba tea, parties, camping, hiking, they are getting ready to spend their lives together, officially as a married couple. The anticipated engagement did not happen during their Europe trip, although there is an adorable picture under the Eiffel Tower tagged #didnotpropose. But it happened in true Chadillac style, calmly and sneaky-ly, where they started playing Sunday night games and there was the diamond in the Lego sets. I am glad to have witnessed the making of this amazing couple, right from the inception of their relationship. I am even happier that they consider me close enough to be a part of this beautiful journey. Last Saturday afternoon, at David’s Bridal, I helped K5 try on different shades of white, as she took on her role of a bride-to-be. There were tulle and organza, sweetheart necklines and mesh capes. There were pearls, lace and sequins. There were Zac Posens and Vera Wangs.
And, so it begins…
PS : Please pray that I can RSVP “Princess Butter + 1” for this August 2017 wedding…
From the happiness and dreams invoked by Princess Butter, Cupitonians turns us to the forces of nature and humans in a great metropolitan environment.
While things are not as severe in the slightly posh area of Bangkok where I live, the country has been suffering from a triple whammy of massive thunderstorms, high tides, and a run off from the North causing some chaos in our day-to-day lives. The other day, we were stuck in street floods where the water came up to our waists. So if you were hoping to take a leisurely drive out of Bangkok into the suburbs or maybe to the scenic countryside, or that lovely turquoise beach you had been planning your once-in-a-lifetime holiday around, may the force be with you because the traffic in Bangkok sure as hell isn’t.
From the hectic city life of Bangkok, we turn to a placid Saturday afternoon in my life.
Trying to decide what I should capture in my picture was not easy. I mean I could have taken a picture of restoration work in our house. Or I could have driven down town to get a picture of our non-bustling city. Or I could even have gone into the country to get yet one more picture of a barn..I love barns. But instead I went to a nearby park to see what was happening. The answer was “not much.”There were a few men fishing, a few people walking, a few people talking on their phones (Do they never stop?). If you look very closely at the rock to the right of the fountain, near the bank, you may see a turtle sunning itself. Good luck.