My neighbor is getting some work done on her house. Today I listened the pounding of a hammer on nails as new pieces of wood were being put into place.
I thought, “Years from now the work that he did today will still be done.” (It might need a fresh coat of paint.)
Most of the work I do every day gets undone before the sun goes down.
I was talking to a friend about why I love doing these daily photos.
One reason: they stay done.
Another reason: they show me what I did all day.