How could I write a post about Historic Hendersonville without including some of the following images??? Chosen in black & white, as so to reflect the timelessness of the town. Come and take a walk down main street with me……
One of my favorite parts of downtown “Historic Hendersonville” is Main Street. It was established in the 1840’s, and still remains quaint and timeless in its beauty. While many (if not most) of the buildings on the main 7 block stretch are original….they are all transformed into a cultural and diverse display of modern tastes. One does not need to walk far to find fantastic food, chocolates, art, clothing, and trinkets of any kind. And I can’t write about downtown Hendersonville without mentioning the bears. No…not real bears, but the bear statues that are painted by local artists each year, and then auctioned off for local charities. You can read more about that here, if you like. http://www.hendersonvillebears.com/about/
I walked down Main Street a few days ago, camera in hand, to take pictures of a few of my favorite spots. I ended up coming home with over 150 pictures. Just of 6 blocks. As I poured over them, I couldn’ t decide which to share. There is a place in my heart for every store that I love on Main street. Every historic thing. The kind store owners who always have time to talk, to help… to share their knowledge or their recipes or their directions to the best hidden spots to visit in these mountains. So rather than post over 150 images of the entire street, I decided to do a 2 part series, and narrow it down to my favorite three places in part 1. The places I always visit when I walk these streets, because something always draws me back time and time again.
Now….I am sure I would get arguments from many on what THEIR favorite haunts are in Hendersonville. And they would all have their points, as these places all have special enticements to each unique individual. However, these are my PERSONAL favorites…and I am glad to have the opportunity to share them with any of you who are reading. I hope you all have the chance to visit someday……there really is no place like Main Street.
My Favorite Art Gallery
My Favorite Restaurant
- Ahhhh…..the Never Blue. While there are many fantastic restaurants in town, this one is a “MUST VISIT” for me, every time.
Kids Top Pick: The Toy Store!
It’s not often that I brag. At least, I don’t think I do. But when I have a backyard view that some people hike for miles to witness, I have to share it. I am not trying to brag, but more to let others witness what I get to see in just a few hours.
One thing I always loved about living in the mountains of North Carolina, was the ever changing view that I got to experience. Every day. From the moment that you wake up in the morning until it gets dark at night, no matter when you look out that back window, SOMETHING is always changing. Perhaps its the photographer in me that notices the light differentiation, the clouds moving, the mountains turning different colors….but I dont think so. I think it would be something that would be hard for ANYONE to miss.
SO today I set out on a small personal challenge. From the moment the sunrise cast its pink colors onto the Blue Ridge Mountains….until the moment it set underneath its beautiful peaks….I photographed it. I probably took 20 pictures in all, of the same view, from roughly the same spot on my deck. Here are some of my favorites, and I hope you enjoy todays view as much as I did. 🙂
Hope – “to cherish a desire with anticipation”
While growing up, my one “hope” or desire was to have a child/children and be able to be a stay at home mom. Once I achieved that goal, the word “hope” took on an entirely new meaning.
I hope they are healthy. I hope they have a good life. I hope they stay safe. I hope people are kind to them, and that they experience as little heartache as possible. I hope they find happiness. I hope they find someone, someday, who loves them as much as I do. I hope they have children of their own. I hope they live long, prosperous lives.
I have so many hopes and wishes for my children, and every night when I pray, I always ask for these things for them. Hope, I have found, is really all that I have.
This morning I awoke to my former life. I was back in North Carolina. Back in the mountains. Back to the place I used to call HOME.
I made my morning coffee and waited patiently, looking out the window into the receding darkness.
The sun started to rise. The colors emerged. The peace in my soul started flowing again.
Nothing could be more simple than that.
In light of the holiday season (the shopping, decorating, wrapping, and photo sessions for Christmas Cards), I have fallen behind on my blogging once again. I was out on location for a couples session last night. At the beach. In the north. In January. Although we froze our tushies off, it made for some stunning images (which I hope to add to my blog later tonight).
As we strolled along the beach, we came across this tree. I rarely pause a photo shoot to take a picture for myself, but I know this couple well…and I simply could not resist the stunning image this ice covered tree presented me with. Its something that even my fancy camera couldn’t really do justice to. But here it is anyway, as I am now able to happily post my “Winter” photo Challenge.
To quote something I saw a friend post on Facebook recently: “The winters will drive you crazy until you learn to get out into them.”
― Parker J. Palmer
Rudolph coughed and sneezed.
Ahh-choo! His nose was really red.
The doctor nodded ruefully.
“He has to stay in bed.”
Rudolph had a cold,
a bad one, plain to see.
He wasn’t going anywhere
with Santa Christmas Eve.
Rooftops dark and tricky.
(Hey … where’d the chimney go?)
That’s what Santa has to deal with
absent Rudolph’s rosy glow.
But Santa is a cheery soul
and a smart one, too.
He quickly had a bright idea:
“I know what to do!”
Using special Santa-magic,
he conjured up a moon,
a full one, round and shiny.
Who needs Rudolph? That old prune!
So… to those of you who don’t believe
in Santa, here’s the proof:
Look out the window Christmas Eve
at the moonlight on your roof.
Author Unknown (or I couldn’t find it, anyway).
Thought tonight’s moon added to the magic of Christmas, and I wanted to share. I hope you enjoy…..and Merry Christmas!
I can’t believe how long its been since I have blogged! I apologize to my many clients who have not had their (gorgeous) sessions put up! I guess the birthdays and holidays of November and December have gotten the best of me. 😛
Here are a few snapshots of the beautiful couples and families that I have been blessed to photograph over the past few months! A huge thanks to Leah and Johnny, the Showman Family, and the Young Family for allowing me to photograph them and get to know them a bit better! 🙂
“Often one finds one’s destiny just where one hides to avoid it.”~Chinese Proverb
Ok….had to slip a few more hiking photos in. Yesterday we hiked through Pisgah Forest to a waterfall called Skinny Dip Falls. It was worth the short (but difficult) 1/2 mile hike into the forest to see this waterfall. The trail was gorgeous (and had the most interesting tree I have ever seen)…and the waterfall consisted of 4 falls along a beautiful stream. In the summer, people swim here in the clear deep swimming hole section of this area. In October, it was quiet and deserted (just the way I like it!) as ythe water is too cold for swimming. Hope you enjoy the photos!