Why: It’s What I Can Do

April 2011 was the Arab Spring, and there was an electricity and optimism to the world. It seemed that the vast crushing wall of systems could crumble and change with a speed we hadn’t imagined before.

I felt futile in the face of this. The electricity and optimism coursed through me, but what could I do? Pack up my camera and laptop and fly to Cairo and be some kind of gypsy photojournalistblogger? Probably not.

I felt like even if I couldn’t do anything as big as the changes I was reading about in the Middle East, I had to do something, and it could be just about anything, even it was futile and insignificant in the face of The Really Big Things.

So I started pulling ivy in a northwest Seattle park.

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