As I write this, I sit amidst a sea of boxes, some taped and labeled, others not yet half full. On Monday, while you read this, said boxes (and a million other things) will be carried into their new home. Moving days are a little bit sad, exciting, dreadful, hopeful, exhausting, exhilarating: moving out of one home and into a new one is perhaps one of the most tangible ways to experience a beginning and an end in one’s life.

Being, as I am, entrenched in move-mode (as is Wren, who also moves today), it seemed appropriate to find three moving days for this week’s Three Things. I found a cooperative effort (by Grandma Moses), a day of insanity (from what used to be the madness of May 1 in New York City), and a lovely mystery to end (by photographer Jessica Bruah).

Grandma Moses (Ann Mary Robertson Moses), Moving Day on the Farm, 1951. Oil on pressed wood. Private collection.

“May-Day in the City,” Harper’s Weekly, April 30, 1859. Cartoon.

Jessica Bruah, Untitled #6 from “Stories,” 2003. Photograph. www.jessicabruah.com