Sometimes you have to experience the more uncomfortable and awkward times in life in order to appreciate easy breezy. Those times for me came more specifically when I lived in DC. People in South Carolina usually ask me if I’m glad I no longer live in DC, as if it is incomprehensible to not live in a place that is sunny and cheap year round. To them I usually answer, “why, yes, I love sunshine and cheap housing”. Honestly, this is the happiest I have been in a very long time. I’m not discounting the great place that SC has turned out to be. I just wanted to be able to take a second to reminisce a time in my life when I felt most alive. Usually alive also means scared for my life. Here are a couple examples:
With that being said, with the bad comes the good. I would give anything for a couple more months of good food, entertainment, and other odd comforts. Specifically:
So yes, I learned a lot and indulged much of my time in DC and Virginia. I’ve also learned to really love being back home. One day soon I’ll do a tribute to Columbia. For now I’ll leave you with a photo of a little night shoot my friend and I got to play around with a couple weeks ago. Once the rest are edited and ready I’ll work on that tribute (knowing me it will take several weeks, fore-warning).
Thanks to all of you who have made these places great. Thanks also to my family who has added a special touch to my life here as well.
About a month ago I got to visit my good friend, Sarah, in Portsmouth, NH following a trip to PA for work. During this trip I finally got to experience true American travel- aka the Greyhound. I spent exactly 45 minutes in Time Square during my layover, using the majority of my time looking for a cute cafe for lunch but had to settle for a street pretzel due to lack of cute cafes. Anyway, I was glad to at least leave the city having only spent exactly 3 bucks.
Two bus rides later I made it to Portsmouth. I have to admit, I really didn’t know what to expect since Sarah had always described Portsmouth as a small city. Truth is, it’s super cute and jam packed with about anything you might want: great food, historic buildings, beautiful landscape, and fun people/night life. I will definitely be returning when it warms up! (Sorry, Sarah, I have an above freezing minimum requirement 😉
Don’t worry, NYC, I’ll see you soon as well 🙂
Hello internet. I have photos from my trip to NH/Maine to post soon. For now, I just want to pay a little tribute to Clemson. Yes, the Clemson vs. WVU game was more than embarrassing. Yes, the timing of the loss was unfortunate. But you know what? I am just as proud to have gone to Clemson today as I was two days ago. I’m also glad I got to go to Miami for the time spent with great friends and family. Clemson is about way more than football. If you haven’t really experienced the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains, I don’t think you can quite understand it. I think it has been best summarized by a fellow blogger named Jess. I don’t know her personally, but I have a hunch she wouldn’t mind me sharing:
“My alma mater is more than the color orange or purple. It is more than football or baseball or basketball. It is a feeling. And until you have experienced it, you just won’t get it. My alma mater buries itself deep in your heart and thumps louder and louder and louder the older you get.
My alma mater is tradition. It’s military background and agricultural education paved the way for the university we love today.
My alma mater has home-made ice cream. And for an ice cream lover, that makes for a little piece of heaven on Earth.
My alma mater has the most beautiful sunsets over the most beautiful clock tower. The sky is painted orange and purple in the most spectacular display of beauty a person can imagine.
My alma mater is family. I am forever bound by an unseen thread to men and women all over the world who feel the same feeling I do and have experienced the same traditions that I have experienced.
My alma mater is nestled in the foothills of the Blue Ridge mountains. And there is something in those hills that beckons me to return over and over and over again. It echos in my heart day after day.
My alma mater is Clemson University. And despite the score of the game last night–or any other time–the fact still remains that I love the ground in which I tread for 10 years, first as an undergraduate then a graduate student and finally an employee. I love Clemson University to the depths of my heart. Because it was during my time at Clemson, that I learned about faith and family and friends. It was during my time at Clemson that I learned how to be me.”
My photography hobby began after I left Clemson, but I still got some special shots while I was there. Look for a post in the spring when I get back up to play with my new equpiment.
Hope you enjoy!
These were more recent shots of the UVA vs Clemson game I shot with my zoom lens:
Well, it’s been quite a while but I’m finally back! And what better way to return than with a new look?
Since my last post I’ve remained busy and happy at SERVPRO and have enjoyed some great community events/new friends in Columbia. Luna has grown to a massive proportion (hopefully you’ll enjoy the before and after Christmas photos of Luna bear!) There are also before and after photos of my home. One of my goals for the year was to finish decorating the downstairs, which I’m happy to say is almost entirely complete.
Though I sadly still have not found enough time to get back into photo shoots, I’m going to begin focusing again on taking and selling prints. The purchase of my Nikon 10-24mm f4.5-5.5 lens helps! If you need a referral for a wedding/family/portrait photographer, I will gladly keep a running list of good candidates for your convenience.
Hope you enjoy the before and after photos of my home. I’m very thankful to be able to afford a nice place to live and a great roommate/friends to share it with. Be warned, the beauty and deception of a wide angle lens creates a seemingly huge space. My house is only 1600 sq ft, do not be fooled 🙂 Also, please pardon the bad exposure of the original photos which was taken on a camera phone.
Merry Christmas, everyone!
60 Lbs Later.. 🙂
I’m not trying to be a cop out, but I thought it would be fun to copy and paste the entry I wrote for my dad on his birthday last year. I thought it was interesting that I mentioned how much his Christmas card meant to me (this year he said he selfishly hoped I would get the job in Greenville so that I will be close..ha). In the beginning of the year I was searching endlessly for jobs in Nashville and my dad offered to fly me back and forth as much as I wanted (we’ll see ;).. Well, now a year later I have a phone interview with a company in Nashville on Tuesday. I really haven’t been looking for jobs in Nashville since about August, but I randomly found this job during a nationwide search. I’m also still waiting to hear back from Greenville and would absolutely love to have that job.
I think after all of these years I still look at him like that sometimes. My dad is an amazing person. Besides the fact that he is hard working, smart, funny (he wore a cowboy hat during all of Thanksgiving).. he’s a great father and husband. He took me to get certified to scuba dive when I was 15 years old so that we would have an excuse to spend a little extra time together (since the days of throwing the ball in the backyard had long passed). Lately I can tell he’s been trying to show me how he cares in his own little ways. My mom makes it very clear that she misses me all the time, but my dad lets me know in more subtle ways. The Christmas card he gave me this year made me cry.. and made me realize that he really does support me in everything I do. It’s nice when the person you’ve looked up to all of your life seems to think really highly of your career and ambitions.
He’s offered to fly me home as much as I want if I find a job in Nashville this summer.. that may be an offer too good to pass up 🙂
My family is great. I am blessed.
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