Here we go – while I usually wait 7 years between photo a day adventures, I decided that given the accelerating pace of the world, 5 years would be enough. So I’m doing it again for 2026, this time with added bloggery. 2014 and 2021 are reachable from the masthead, above. Once a week I’ll put up all 7 pictures of the week, or whatever number that it is depending on the day of the week because life happens, and blog about them. Or about my week. Or about whatever fuckery the fascists are up to now. You get the general idea.

It’s time, after all, to bring back the old internet, since the new one so clearly does not work. This blog, and these photos, by the way, are 100% free of AI (except for occasional judicious use of the denoise tool from lightroom, which, ok, as much as I hate AI, and I do hate it, I have to admit is useful) and they will stay that way. I do not traffic with the lie machine. I do not have the energy, for one thing, and for another it is, of course, destroying what’s left of the water on the planet and I like water. It’s also just flat out completely wrong on every level. You know this in your heart of hearts.

Without further ado! Here are two photos from the first week of January!

The top photo is actually half a boat. The whole sailboat drifted up, listing far sideways, in the middle of December. According to my older brother, who has dementia and lives with me, but is still pretty damn sharp when it comes to things maritime, it must have run aground and some idiot tried to right it by using the halyards which snapped them. Also, they should be shot. It drifted over by what I call the sawmill trail in Warrenton, where I walk the dog a lot. It was there for a few weeks and then, on Thursday, it had somehow broken in half more or less vertically. The half with the mast drifted across the inlet but this half, which I think is part of the cabin, is still by the sawmill trail. It is a METAPHOR for life in these United States in 2026, yo! Sinking cabin! Climate change! Fascism – this one is a bit of a stretch, admittedly, but I’m sure it has something to do with it. Probably in the way that whoever decided to ditch their boat will do nothing; nobody will do anything and it will just sink eventually. Abandonment, carelessness, pollution!

The second photo I took from the window of Sleeper Coffee where I went to meet my friend Friday morning. The mist in the pines was beautiful yesterday but the sea lions were out playing around so I took a photo of them instead. It was nice to have coffee with a friend. I was sick over my Christmas break and I don’t have many friends, so she was the first non related person I had spent time with for two weeks. Also Sleeper is just a lovely place to hang out. The coffee is frankly usually not very good, but who really cares? The atmosphere is wonderful. I live, by the way, if you are new here, in the most beautiful place in the US and possibly the world: Astoria, Oregon. It is a small cranky – in the mood sense, not in the meth sense, that’s a few miles out – town on the Oregon coast, fueled by salmon, ancient resentment, a lot of artists and the wild loose energy from the river meeting the ocean.