Easter was much, much later this year. We had our district’s spring break back at the end of March, but Greenville held fast and had theirs during Holy Week. It seemed a bit strange to have Easter come and go and not get any time off. Even so, I got a chance to do some photography and spend some time with family.
Saturday we spend doing household chores – installing new light fixtures, installing a new AC in the basement, etc. Saturday afternoon/evening Chip called and wanted me to join his family at Haywood Mall’s Spring Carnival. He had just purchased a new DSLR and wanted to give it a test run. The bright lights and garish colors of a carnival always make for fun photography, so I headed on over.
Little Olivia was mesmerized by all of the colors. It was a bit of sensory overload for an 18-month old, even with her mother and one set of grandparents there to keep things in check. She managed to ride the carousel not once, but twice…
…although by the second time she was getting a little spooked by the experience.
Who could blame her, with weird creatures like this looking on and whizzing past…
…and bizarre carvings over the horses themselves…
…and other strange things peeking out from who knows where.
We let Oliva, Anna, and the grandparents return home, while Chip and I stuck around to take some more photos. We took advantage of the dimming evening and bright lights to do some light blur photography.
Chip had a few ride tickets left, but I didn’t want to ride anything too crazy with a DSLR and monopod in tow. We opted for the Ferris Wheel, with views out over the carnival and Haywood Road area.
Having done enough of the carnival, but not quite ready to give up on light blurs, I took Chip to a couple of my favorite spots for getting shots of traffic light blurs. First was the Overbrook street overpass, with a view of I-385 and the buildings downtown.
We checked out a couple of other locations, but eventually wound up at the Bob Jones pedestrian bridge over Pleasantburg Drive.
Easter Sunday Laura and I got up early and walked down to John Knox Presbyterian for their early service. We sat with a couple of our neighbors.
A leisurely morning coffee break later, we headed down to my parents’ place in Prosperity for a Taylor family gathering.
It was a good weekend – the kind that make you wish that weekends lasted more than just two days.