They say all good things must come to an end. Is it an end or beginning? This trip was so fulfilling that its hard to see it as ending.
I met some awesome people, had amazing opportunities and again learned more about me that I didn’t know.
When life, paths or moments are handed to you like this its hard to see an ending!! I see future, opportunities & life ahead!!
We all know how I feel about my puppies. I think I speak for all ‘dog parents’, they are our world. They are not our ‘dogs’, they are out kids. We treat them as such, love them as such, talk to them (they understand us) and spoil them in such a way that non dog owners think ‘we’ are insane. A girlfriend of mine jumped on the dog bandwagon about 5 months ago. Not that long ago she looks at me and says, ‘B I get it.’ I was confused, ‘Get what?!’ ‘I get the love & loyalty. I get the happiness and joy. I get ‘hype’ of loving a dog.’ I could only smile and nod in response.
Yes, puppy stages are rough. The training, the frustration, the energy. Yes they track mud and dirt through out the house. Hair is always on something, & cleaning up after them is never ending. They can be expensive, they can’t tell you what’s wrong when there is an issue. Though the moment they make you laugh, remember what you’ve taught them, curl up beside you, lay at your feet in peace & vow to never leave your side when you need them the most, those are the moment you realize why you wouldn’t have it any other way
University North Carolina, Wilmington. What an absolutely beautiful campus!! I enjoyed walking around here today, meeting some of the staff and chatting around. Its so true what they say about The Carolinas, everyone is super friendly, helpful & truly keeps the ‘southern hospitality’ alive.
Hoping a new path opens soon, as the one I’m on has been under construction for awhile 😉
Headed south today to Wilmington, to visit with KCs parents and their new puppy, Star.
Not a bad drive, 4.5 hours from Outer Banks. No interstates just back roads and a long phone conversation.
Surf City is about 15mins from KCs house. There is a beautiful park with boardwalks, fishing, park and people. I caught this beautiful sunset before arriving at a place that seems more like home every time I visit!
This sign is part of an art installation at the 100 Acres. There are these little signs scattered everywhere throughout the park pointing out different things. Some are as simple as Tuft of Grass and Look Here to Gradual Erosion and Ephemerals. I love these signs. They connect art and nature, each complementing and giving meaning to the other.
This place was a location in a not so good neighborhood that I had driven past a few times and wanted to get into so badly. But I didn’t want to get into it by myself. Me and Hannah had an assignment this weekend to pick a photographer and emulate their style. She wanted to do industrial photos and this place came into mind. So we hooked up with Brandy and KC and headed towards it. We couldn’t directly get to it. So we parked a ways away at a warehouse and walked along some train tracks, over a rickety trestle bridge, found a hole in the fence that surrounded the place and climbed through. This place was incredible. I’m pretty certain it is an abandoned coke factory and it looks like it has been around for quite a while. A lot of the buildings were very old brick buildings. We spent the evening here shooting the whole place. I think we all got some sick shots and then we headed out just before sunset. None of us wanted to be in there at night. I doubt this will be the last time we’ll visit this place. One thing I know for sure is that we went over and beyond to get industrial photos and our professor better be pleased with them.
Today started off at about 5 a.m. with the most godawful fire alarm going off. We were forced to evacuate our building and stand outside for about a half hour waiting for one police officer, who showed up alarmingly late, to walk the entire building and find what was causing it to go off. It turned out to be an oven that was spewing black smoke, because apparently 5 a.m. is the ideal hour to bake. We got to go back in and then I was awakened at 9 a.m. to (surprise, surprise) another fire alarm. And I slept over my first class and missed the lecture over the next assignment. So today was a little bit rough, but hey here’s some pretty yellow flowers to cheer everyone up.