A Diary of Small Things

In everyone's life, even in the darkest places, there is something that brings them happiness. My name is Cliff Cumber, and this is my attempt to find those moments and catalog them day-by-day with a photo, a drawing, a line or two.

If you feel inspired, I hope you'll join me. One moment of joy, every day.

Mar 10
72 // via Nikon Coolpix L12: Signs on the doors Oh gosh, another struggling headline. My daughter has reached that wonderful age that I remember so well — a desire to put keep out signs on her door. It’s pretty cool. I think I was 8 or 9 before I made my first “Keep Out” notice, which had a sliding paper panel designating me “in” or “out,” depending on my mood. (Not that my parents had any intention of heeding it. So much for our primal instinct to mark territory.) Alex’s is directed at her 3-year-old brother. Next to a self portrait, it says, “No Liam. Ulle rockstars.” (No Liam. Only rockstars.)

72 // via Nikon Coolpix L12: Signs on the doors

Oh gosh, another struggling headline.

My daughter has reached that wonderful age that I remember so well — a desire to put keep out signs on her door.

It’s pretty cool. I think I was 8 or 9 before I made my first “Keep Out” notice, which had a sliding paper panel designating me “in” or “out,” depending on my mood. (Not that my parents had any intention of heeding it. So much for our primal instinct to mark territory.)

Alex’s is directed at her 3-year-old brother. Next to a self portrait, it says, “No Liam. Ulle rockstars.” (No Liam. Only rockstars.)
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