It was still dark outside as I unlatched the sliding windows from the inside and moved them along their track to unveil the muggy morning air that let the early birds' chirps echo through the shop. Travis began to set out the day's materials: steel, welders, welding wire, clippers; the equipment for the first part of our day sat next to the soft and lush components of the second part. The coffee would be ready by now so I walked back down the hill to the house as the sun began to illuminate a gray-blue cloudy sky. The temperature should start dropping soon.Read More
I had been wondering what it would feel like to write again, and to write something that was honest instead of formulaic. I archived all past KKDW posts in order to attempt something new here, but as of yet I'm not quite sure what. My hope is that I will post with freedom and let the words and photographs guide me, instead of some preconceived expectation of an outcome; let this be an earnest exploration into the unknown versus a flippant approach to something I thought I knew.