Most people don’t like Mondays. I’ve always thought of them as another chance- a day to start something new, or re-do the old, a day to run faster or further because Sunday was a rest day, a day to hand in the project you worked all weekend on in 8th grade, a day to think about what would make you happy on a Monday.

I want to share the little things from my Mondays with you. Maybe, in time, you’ll like them as much as I do.

Slab work at my mom’s ceramic studio.

She was throwing some pots and forgot to take her ring off.

Some tiny mail.

I looked at my dad’s old tobacco tins and wondered what to do with them.