It has been a lot of fun the past two days looking back through the photographic archives, opening up old Lightroom catalogs and peering at the photos therein. I realize how fickle and romantic memory can be, but I derived a great sense of pleasure remembering where I was and what I felt when I took the picture.
For example, this top photo was taken on July 8th, 2004. We had just moved to North Carolina. According to the timestamp, it as 6:30 in the morning. I remember looking out of the patio into the backyard and seeing the mist rising from the ground, the sunlight filtering through the trees. I went to get my camera, came out and started taking photos, 22 of them. I’ll bet I was supposed to be getting ready for work. LOL.
There were lots of firsts that year. My first visit to Great Smokey Mountains National Park (I’ve not returned since. I need to ‘fix’ that). My first visit to Seabrook Island, SC. My first visit to The Blue Ridge Parkway. Lots of photos; lots of good memories.
If you’ve not have a swim in your archives in a while, why not take a moment or two and go for a dip! The water’s just fine!
Seabrook Island, SC