Some days are made for laundry, some for movies and others for adventures and exploring. When I was a kid those days meant finding the nearest creek and playing in it for hours, building a fort in the woods and keeping the boys out while playing barbies in our “castle” made of sheets, tree limbs and filled with leaves, peanut butter sandwiches and juice boxes. Now that I am older these adventure days start with a full tank of gas, camera at hand, either an energy drink or large coffee at my side and super stylish sunglasses (of course).
On Saturday my mother and I took a trip out to White Plains, Ga. to visit an old friend of my mom’s, Diane and J.J., and take her a dog, Shadow, that found his way into mine and my roommates’ life but unfortunately we couldn’t keep. Diane and J.J. were thrilled to add a new member to their family as my mom and I thoroughly enjoyed the one hour drive out there into the middle of absolutely nowhere.
I get so caught up in the city life that sometimes I forget to enjoy the simpler joys of life, the land of no lights, fireflies at night, music as loud as you want (because no neighbors are around to hear it) and lots of lemonade to sip on.
As we embarked on this journey we thought we would not really enjoy the ride of nothingness until we stumbled upon a sign on the road that stated, “Historic Covered Bridge, Next Right,” this threw my mother and I into a hysterical frenzy because we absolutely love those kinds of things. As we pulled up to the bridge I became so giddy, like an eight year old school girl who has a crush on the cute boy in class. After being honked at by a car to move my butt out of the way these are some shots I came up with:
As we passed through pastures, dairy farms, small towns and tiny churches I kept telling my mom I had to stop on the way home to take a picture of all this stuff. Unfortunately we never had that opportunity because we ended up staying at Diane and J.J.’s until it was dark out. I promised myself though that I am going to go back and get the amazing shots I have mapped out in my head.
While at Diane and J.J.’s we had a fabulous time catching up, laughing at my bad jokes, eating delicious BBQ and my all-time favorite activity of shooting guns! That’s right, I can shoot and pretty darn good at that. Here is a gallery of photos I took of my mother and ones she shot of me as well: