And the Marietta Square photos just keep coming.
Instagram is different these days. It's no longer just for iPhone users. It's full of selfies, memes, throwbacks, photos babies, nails and quotes (seriously, if you have something to say... isn't that what Twitter is for?), and half the time some of the most beautiful photos I see on there were taken with a fancy-schmancy DSLR, rather than a smartphone. THEN they added videos... Insert sad face here.
I may be alone in this, but I miss the days when Insta was a place for exploring the way other users saw the world, not the way they see themselves in a new outfit. There was a place for those photos, and I love when people love how they look and are compelled to share it with the internets. Share away; high self-esteem is IN, and I'm all for it, but wasn't Facebook the space for that? Oh, that's right, Facebook bought Instagram a couple years ago, so I'm basically ranting for no reason.
Well, one reason. I think I finally found the photo-sharing app alternative I've been looking for, and I've been looking for a while. I tried EyeEm, Tadaa, and probably a couple more that I can't remember right now. None of them quite filled the void in my heart. While I was on the hunt, I did manage to find multiple apps with way better filters than offered on IG: Afterlight, PicFX, Photoshop (Free), and VSCO Cam. Which brings me to the point of this post.
I hardly used the VSCO filters, until I realized there were way more options than the ones that come standard on the app. I just had to do some digging to find them. After downloading a few more (again, free) filters, I considered deleting every other photo-editing app on my phone; that's how happy I was. Then a couple days ago, I was browsing online through some Tumblr blogs, and saw a link for someone's VSCO Grid. One click later and I was in iphoneography heaven. This is what I've been looking for, and apparently I've been missing out for about a year, but I have seen the light.
I have all these photos in my phone and random thoughts in my head that don't quite fit into their own post, so I'm dumping everything here.
~ I've come to realize how much I appreciate when a blogger is transparent about who he/she is. I also dislike when a blog I've been reading for years becomes less and less relatable, but I've invested all this time into the person's (who's basically a total stranger) life, so I can't not keep reading. My point here is I'm taking some time to evaluate how I illustrate myself in this space. It's tricky deciding what to share and how open to be these days, especially when "being social" is usually referencing an online network of some sort. Regardless of it all, I like myself, and sharing is caring, so...
Whenever I think about spending a sunny day in a park reading a book and sipping some iced tea, this is the park I think of. While I was here for Chalkfest on Saturday, I took some time to just enjoy the area. I don't have much to say about it, I just really wanted to share these photos.
I don't even know where to begin with the commentary for this post. You creative types out there speak to my soul in some beautiful ways. I appreciate that, and I appreciated this past weekend's Chalkfest in the Marietta Square. When I first heard it on the radio, it just sounded like an event for the kids to come and draw and play around on the sidewalks. I was wrong. I was VERY wrong.
[heads up: this post has lots of photos]
This past Saturday was gorgeous.
I woke up with the intention of getting to Kennesaw Mountain bright and early, before my favorite trail got busy. That mission was accomplished, and I even managed to persuade a friend to go with me, but it was waaayyyy cooler than I expected it to be - somewhere in the 40 degree (Fahrenheit) territory. I didn't realize this until I stepped outside, and by then it was too late to change plans because I had already put on my workout clothes, and that's reason enough for me.
Labor Day was the day that everyone who traveled to Nashville for the family reunion started to head back to their respective cities. On the way back to Atlanta (before we went to the aquarium) a cruise down the Tennessee River was on the itinerary. The cruise rides past some of the best sights around Chattanooga, including the Tennessee Aquarium, various million-dollar homes, pedestrian bridges and lookout mountain. The captain provided commentary along the way, and he was funny, which made it even more entertaining. They even let you go right up into the captain's quarters and see how the operations work. And take pictures. I'd be annoyed if I was trying to do my job and tourist came into my office to take my picture, but he didn't even mind. If he did, he sure had a good way of hiding it.
As far as pictures go, I took way too many. The views were so stunning! Who knew Chattanooga had all natural beauty hanging around? I have seen the light.