Hey everyone! I’m here to announce a brief blogging hiatus as I take my Thanksgiving vacation. :) I’ll still be shooting, responding to e-mails, and stalking people on Facebook, but I won’t be editing, placing orders, or blogging until my triumphant return on November 28th. Thank you for your patience during this time. Also, since it is that thankful time of year, I’d like to tell my clients past and present that Geoff and myself are always thankful for you. :) You make our world go round! Now go enjoy some quality time with the family, eat all the turkey you possibly can, and eat a lot of things containing gluten for me. ;) I’m going to go be a big pain in my family’s butt as I make them eat gluten-free pumpkin pie, turkey with stuffing on the side, and furiously scrubbing down the kitchen to avoid cross-gluten-contamination. :P Happy Thanksgiving, everyone! See you in a few! xoxo.
My family loves Hatteras. My mom and dad took their honeymoon there way back in the day (no offense, guys) and we’ve been going there for a while. When Geoff and I moved from Pittsburgh to Raleigh, my parents took it as a sign that they should vacation in North Carolina more often… and thus the series of vacations in Hatteras Village begun. I typically don’t take a lot of pictures when I’m not working. I used to, but once I went full-time I discovered that there were days when, after shooting portraits Monday-Thursday and two weddings on the weekends, I just wanted to go on vacation to relax and leave the camera at home. But I started to feel like something was missing and, with my nostalgia for the days when I used to shoot only landscapes coupled with my obsessive need to document, I decided to take pictures on this vacation. I only brought one lens, which I’ve found is the key to really enjoying taking pictures on vacation. You’re limited, so you don’t have to go through your gear every two seconds to switch lenses… get sand everywhere… and freak out about the sand scratching your lenses while everyone else is boogie boarding.
Needless to say, we were quite worried about Hurricane Irene and its affect on Hatteras, the Outer Banks, and all of the stray cats of the island. While it took out sections of Highway 12 (the only main road on the island), most of the island itself seems to be surviving. I am quite glad that I took pictures. Highway 12 sits right between the ocean and the Pamlico Sound, which Irene went right over. Below are pictures of both from the week of the 14th-20th of August.
The parents came down from the ‘Burgh and though my sister couldn’t make it and Geoff could only make the end of the week, we had a lot of fun. Here’s my vacation.
**The last few pictures are of the Pine Knolls aquarium far south where we attended a beautiful wedding. No Geoffs were harmed in the making of these photos. Further above shows a picture of a crab holding a hushpuppy. Crabs love hushpuppies.
Today is my dad’s 59th birthday! Avid reader of the Carolyn Scott Photography blog, I figured I’d write him up a little post. ;) I’ve found myself over the years turning more and more into my father. My family has always known about my dad’s list of strong dislikes such as:
- Shopping malls and large crowds
- Scented candle and/or perfume stores
- Desserts that are too sweet
When I was younger (a teenager especially), I couldn’t figure out why he didn’t like those things. Now I too avoid them like the plague. Unfortunately, I’ve also slowly inherited my father’s taste for really expensive hobbies. My dad’s been slowly accumulating a makeshift studio in my sister’s old room and collecting enough guitars for a small army. Now when I find myself needing a new lens or other piece of equipment, I curse my father’s genes that have a penchant for scouring the internet to figure out why expensive pieces of equipment you currently don’t have are better than the ones you currently do. Thanks, Dad! ;)
Over the years I have always acquired my dad’s list of strong likes as well, such as:
- The beach
- Judging other peoples’ stereo systems and speakers
- NPR (when did this happen? I think starting to listen to NPR is the real sign that you’re officially an adult.)
You are the best! I hope you have a great 59th birthday. :) I’ll be bringing home your actual card and presents at the end of June! And I know you are working today, but hopefully you can spend your weekend like this! **
**Not meant to be sarcastic – I know you live in Western Pennsylvania and not at the beach, but maybe you can go fishing? :) You’ll be at the beach in August, yay!!
