Katherine Nicolai

As I stood, I saw that it was minted the year I was born. I tucked it into my pocket beside the crayon and began to walk.

As I stood, I saw that it was minted the year I was born. I tucked it into my pocket beside the crayon and began to walk.

Now, with lots of practices like this, designed to help us be a bit more present, there's a chance to take it so far that you drive yourself crazy, that you try too hard and somehow feel you've failed, even though you actually can't. I reminded myself that my job wasn't to find absolutely everything that was dark brown or a deep clay red. I didn't really have a job at all.

Now, with lots of practices like this, designed to help us be a bit more present, there's a chance to take it so far that you drive yourself crazy, that you try too hard and somehow feel you've failed, even though you actually can't. I reminded myself that my job wasn't to find absolutely everything that was dark brown or a deep clay red. I didn't really have a job at all.

Now, with lots of practices like this, designed to help us be a bit more present, there's a chance to take it so far that you drive yourself crazy, that you try too hard and somehow feel you've failed, even though you actually can't. I reminded myself that my job wasn't to find absolutely everything that was dark brown or a deep clay red. I didn't really have a job at all.

I was just walking and letting things be gently highlighted by my attention. I noticed last year's leaves caught around the post of a fence.

I was just walking and letting things be gently highlighted by my attention. I noticed last year's leaves caught around the post of a fence.

I was just walking and letting things be gently highlighted by my attention. I noticed last year's leaves caught around the post of a fence.

The old maples faded to paler versions of themselves. A child on a bike whizzed past me when I saw their sweater was the same mahogany as my crayon.

The old maples faded to paler versions of themselves. A child on a bike whizzed past me when I saw their sweater was the same mahogany as my crayon.

The old maples faded to paler versions of themselves. A child on a bike whizzed past me when I saw their sweater was the same mahogany as my crayon.

A neighbor was spreading mulch in their garden beds when each handful was a rich, reddish brown. In a backyard, an old potting shed was shingled in sun-baked, stained wood slats. And on porch steps, terracotta pots held blooming daffodils and Johnny jump-ups. The rust on an old mailbox caught my eye, and the ruddy chest of a robin flying past.

A neighbor was spreading mulch in their garden beds when each handful was a rich, reddish brown. In a backyard, an old potting shed was shingled in sun-baked, stained wood slats. And on porch steps, terracotta pots held blooming daffodils and Johnny jump-ups. The rust on an old mailbox caught my eye, and the ruddy chest of a robin flying past.

A neighbor was spreading mulch in their garden beds when each handful was a rich, reddish brown. In a backyard, an old potting shed was shingled in sun-baked, stained wood slats. And on porch steps, terracotta pots held blooming daffodils and Johnny jump-ups. The rust on an old mailbox caught my eye, and the ruddy chest of a robin flying past.

As I turned down Main Street and made my way into downtown, I spotted two people chatting outside the bakery, each with a dog on a leash. One was a puppy, much less than a year old.

As I turned down Main Street and made my way into downtown, I spotted two people chatting outside the bakery, each with a dog on a leash. One was a puppy, much less than a year old.

As I turned down Main Street and made my way into downtown, I spotted two people chatting outside the bakery, each with a dog on a leash. One was a puppy, much less than a year old.

Her fur, a deep russet red. And the other dog was full grown, but half her size. his fur many shades of brown, sticking out all over, like he'd been hit with a dose of static electricity. As they chased around each other, play-bowing and jumping, their fur blended together and made exactly the shade of red-brown I was looking for today.

Her fur, a deep russet red. And the other dog was full grown, but half her size. his fur many shades of brown, sticking out all over, like he'd been hit with a dose of static electricity. As they chased around each other, play-bowing and jumping, their fur blended together and made exactly the shade of red-brown I was looking for today.

Her fur, a deep russet red. And the other dog was full grown, but half her size. his fur many shades of brown, sticking out all over, like he'd been hit with a dose of static electricity. As they chased around each other, play-bowing and jumping, their fur blended together and made exactly the shade of red-brown I was looking for today.