Sometimes Social Media is Enough…

I know that I have blasted the hell out of social media in some past posts, but there are times where social media has its place.

Let’s look at disasters.

We had a hurricane hit the southeast section of North Carolina last weekend. This storm was “supposed” to turn out to sea, right? Well. Guess what? It didn’t.

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When the last major storm blew through here (Hurricane Floyd in 1999), we didn’t have the social media/internet access that we have today.

I know that I’ve bitched about social networking being a bad thing in ordinary times, but when it comes to times like these?

It’s good to see what is going on my neighborhood and even a bit beyond.

I am fortunate enough (because our truck is in the shop and we can’t use my little Toyota ‘vert because she can’t handle water) to have a friend and co-worker out there taking pictures of our county.

As a photographer, it kills me to not be able to get where I need to be, but it’s awesome that we can pull together as a community and share images so that we know what is going on beyond our front door in the cases that we literally CANNOT get beyond our front door.

Thank you to all the the people that were able to (and brave enough to) get out and let the rest of us know what the hell is going on in our neighborhood.

The only images I was able to get were these, the day after the storm:

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Until Next Time… (whereupon we will talk about retiring early and becoming expats to a warm, Central American town…

So I Took a Day For Myself…

My great escape…

Does it make me a bad wife? Probably not.

Does it make me a bad mom? I’m thinking not…

Does it make me a bad person? Absolutely NOT…

I am working on a calendar for Relay for Life – 12 Months of Eastern North Carolina.  I picked the first hottest day of the year to drive to New Bern, NC, to do my shoot.

Normally, I go nowhere by myself. However, I KNEW I needed a break from my whole reality, so I scheduled a day off about 3-4 weeks ago. Thought about Beaufort, but it was kinda far away for a chicken shit such as myself, so I figured New Bern (about an hour away) would be my best bet.

Don’t you know that Friday was the first day of a record breaking heat wave in my neck of the woods?  Well, I got up early, packed the cooler full of GatorAide, Trader Joe’s sparkling mineral water with lime, and Aquafina. Had my batteries all charged, lenses ready to go, and memory cards cleared.

I hit the road about 7:30. Got to New Bern (thanks to the God-awful traffic between Goldsboro & Kinston, where gas was SOOOO cheap) by about nine. I was absolutely ecstatic! I was leaving my habitual wife/mommy/admin behind for an adventure. I so looked forward to getting to know me, both the woman and the photographer.

One legged duckie….

Took me a little while to find downtown and the water front. Once I did, I parked. In front of foul. Ducks, gulls, and PIGEONS! I had to stop and take some pictures of my newly-found feathered friends. It wasn’t hot, yet, and they were all over the place. Never mind the one legged duckie that I saw…He was healthy and fat, so apparently swimming in circles is not a bad thing, huh?

Grabbed my gear, some water, and my new-found best friend (the part of me I didn’t discover until recently), and walked toward downtown.

New Bern has bears. A LOT of them. I know Wayne County has pigs, and they are admittedly cute, but these bears? They took the damned cake…I have an entire gallery of

Courier Bear – He carries a black-bear-y…

the bears. Is it wrong to call them Regal? 🙂

While going about my way, I discovered a lot more about me than what is encompassed int he “mom/wife” box.  I re-discovered that I love an unknown path and adventure. I re-discovered my adoration for Taco Bell and their Encheritos. 🙂 (Extra cheese, sour cream, no onions, only this time I wasn’t too worried about the onions so I ordered one stock, LOL…Gotta LOVE me some Taco Bell.

I also realized that spontaneous is good.  No harm in unscheduled fun, right?  I got to know my inner-self better, thanks to this short road trip.

All I can say is that I wanted this bird, BAD…Solange, I will be back for you, baby!

Now, in my travels, I came across Solange, a big metal rooster that I really wanted to bring home with me, even though she was four feet tall and I drive a cloth top convertible…Any of you that know me. also know that I read The Bloggess, and my first exposure to here was here. (Beyonce, the big metal chicken…) I thought she would look lovely on my studio porch, but getting her home was going to be an issue. (Yes, like Beyonce, this chicken WILL cut you, and your convertible top.)

I also found a garden store with crazy old fashioned implements in the front window – how many of the seven can I identify? A few. I got the sausage making apparatus. 🙂  And the wood plane.

I also saw the most cool sculpture EVER by the civic center on the water front….It was titled, “Spider Lily,” donated after I’d visited in 2007/08, so I’d never seen it before. I about fell on my ass taking a couple of those pictures.  This thing was amazing, and reminded me of the doo-hickies at “Acid Park” in Wilson, NC. But because I LOVE lilies, I had to take a few pictures of this wonderfully beautiful, spinny-thing….

Spider Lily sculpture up close and personal…

Mother Nature & Then Some…

Some of you know I rolled out to Cliffs of the Neuse State Park last Friday to take some pictures to add to what I hope will be a killer Relay for Life fundraising calendar of Eastern North Carolina.  For those of you that don’t? See first sentence, hahahah…(Yes, I kill me…)

The beauty of Nature…Not to be confused with what I saw in that parking lot…

Not only did I see some wonderful works of the amazing Mother Nature, I think I also may have seen some crimes against nature. I’m not judging…I’m just sayin’….

So I’m getting my camera unwound from around my neck in the parking lot in the “Cliffs overlook” parking lot, after having fought off greedy, sweet-blood sucking mosquitos, and getting settled in for the drive home, when I notice the following:

An older dude (and I will NOT ever, again, use the word “old”) got out of his truck, went around to the hood, and while I thought, initially, he was going to lift it? He didn’t…I swear to you, the guy was peeing. Seriously…I was riveted… No, not in that perverse I can see his pee-pee way, but in that, I so can’t believe he is pissing in a public parking lot with the traffic like it is way. Mind you, the truck was there when I arrived and I only noticed the driver’s head…

And if this wasn’t bad enough…while older hippie (and that’s not derogatory, mind you, just descriptive) was doing HIS thing, hippie older dude number two gets out of the passenger side of said truck…is facing MY vehicle, and literally rearranges his junk for a while, and then turns around and HE pees, too.  What the HELL???? (Might I add that I totally expected to see a person of the female persuasion getting out of the truck, thinking the driver got REALLY lucky that afternoon…)

Then they both get back into the truck, which had a logo, that, mind you, looked suspiciously familiar as a daycare center’s logo, but I can’t swear to that because a) I was too far away; and b) I wasn’t wearing my glasses.

So…the only reason I had to post this is that I know that a lot of my readers have small kids, and thankfully I didn’t have any of MY kids (and they aren’t small) with me…Please, PLEASE be aware of your surroundings so that your kids don’t see stuff like that.  If it wasn’t so bizarre, it would probably be funny. Actually, it IS funny, because I was the one that saw it, and NOT my kids…

So in closing…Is NOWHERE sacred, anymore? SERIOUSLY, people?