For a special someone’s birthday, we planned a special little surprise. Though she probably saw it coming (the six hours of airplane mode kind of gave it away), she was blindsided by our Santa Barbara getaway. I on the other hand came prepared with the Pentax 67 ready to capture the weekend with a little color, a little black and white, and a whole heap of California light (see what I did there?)
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In a city where skyscrapers dominate shrubbery, it’s hard to imagine that an hour ride can get you into the heart of wilderness. Well not anymore, as I’ve made back-to-back missions from Manhattan to the mountains. From Cold Spring to Bear Mountain, Bull Hill to Doodletown, and Lauren to Dean, it’s an adventure anyway you look at it.
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I have a list, and it’s naughty, not nice. It’s a list that gets me in trouble, and one that often keeps me up at night. Ok, ok, so it’s a wish list, a camera wish list, a living document that ebbs and flows with obsessions of the moment. Last week, however, I crossed something off that list. I couldn’t be happier.
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Niagara Falls, eh? Why not? That’s the question we asked ourselves, and when we couldn’t come up with a reason against it, we rounded up our passports and headed on a one-day detour.
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Though it was a wedding that brought our clan to Oregon, I think we’d all agree that it was the time spent at Hartung Farms that defined the trip. It’s an amazing spot and welcome retreat from the concrete sprawl, full of wonderful things and even more wonderful people. Thankfully, our hosts put up with our pool intrusions, even throwing some burgs on the grill without a second thought. After all the splashing about it was hard to say goodbye, but we left the compound en route for Salem, not knowing that we had just experienced the calm before the (literal) storm…
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I’ve been called “The most domesticated 23 year old on the planet,” and I’m convinced that a recent berry picking outing contributed heavily to that notion. Nonetheless, it was a good excuse to jet out of the city for a day, and I knew a few baked goods would be in it for me if I tagged along.
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Ok, so the title is a bit misleading, but it was too good to pass up. We spent the special day shanking balls into the Hudson, channeling our inner Gilmore, squishing astro-turf between our toes, and LOVING every second of it. And though a certain someone’s golden birthday has come and gone, I’m still thinking about the AWESOME time we were spent together, and of all the great people who sent their love.
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I’m not sure how these have yet to make it on the blog, but it’s about damn time. Let’s just say that this version of Unterbergers know how to run a photo booth, even if it’s at the expense of other newlywed Unterbergers. So what if we hoarded the props and prints, and who cares if the attendants had to revoke our privileges, we made our presence known ‘CAUSE THIS AIN”T OUR FIRST RODEO.
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A few weekends ago, we had the pleasure of returning to Seabright Ave, a trip not traveled enough in recent memory. It was amazing to spend a relaxing (if not short) weekend at Grandma’s, mostly spent lounging in the backyard, but sprinkled with necessary visits to such classics as the Boardwalk Bridge, Seabright Whale, and of course the Wharf. Being the weirdo that I am, I agonized about what gear to bring before making the trip, and at the last moment called an audible and threw my newly converted Polaroid 110a into the bag. I’m so happy I did, it was awesome to be able to shoot and share with the group, and I was consistently stunned with the beautiful output. The scans just don’t do them justice (though Ansley’s insightful titles might), and hopefully one of these puppies will be honored with a spot on Grandma’s fridge someday.
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Last week, we properly welcomed the holidays into 7S with this petite pedestal pine. Lauren took full creative responsibility for the decorations, while I volunteered my brawn to lug the bugger home from the deli around the corner (and of course to document the night’s festivities!) Though a different experience from my childhood’s Christmas tree lot, it was fun to see tree stands begin to bloom across New York’s busy sidewalks, and it’s awesome to come home to that glorious Christmas smell.
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[gwu] Graham Whitaker Unterberger 