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City Mouse | by +Krista

A few days ago, I had a shoot in the country. As in, “Keep going ‘til you pass the third cow pasture on your left- and then park in the dirt” country. Now I technically define the town that I live in, on the outskirts of the outskirts of Atlanta suburbia, as the country… but this. This was different. It was quiet and peaceful and beautiful.

Alexis and Eddie made an epic trek- (seriously, anyone willing to come down from Chattanooga for a photo shoot with me is all kinds of awesome in my book)- to our location. A sunflower field. And it really was beautiful.

The farm itself is incredible. Fifteen acres of sunflowers to wander through, and at sundown, when we were there, the light casting out over the flowers literally took my breath away. It was lovely. (It was also full of about 700 billion bumble bees. And being a photographer who is frequently outside, ya know, photographing things, I’m deathly afraid of bees. Krista sees bee. Krista runs free. Well. Not really. But I’ll hustle you and my camera away from the bees in about 1.2 seconds.)

But Alexis and Eddie. They were brave. They were also adorably silly and just NICE. We laughed- sometimes at me and those damn bees, sometimes at Alexis and her constant Thor references about Eddie, who actually does look A LOT like Thor. (Especially Thor from “Adventures in Babysitting”.)

All this country talk is interesting to me. For about as long as we’ve been married, my husband and I have talked about moving. Finding our spot, putting down our roots, finding the best school systems and the best sushi take-out. That talk has resurfaced in the last year, almost like our feet are itching for a new adventure. And for us, our next adventure will hopefully take us someplace bustling and noisy and humming with lights. City mice, we are.

But the last six years that we’ve spent here, in our very first home in my version of the country, living our lives and feathering our nest and adding a few babies, has changed me. Yes. I complain when our town shuts down at eight o’clock on a Saturday night. And yes. I miss having Whole Foods and a movie theater close by. But somewhere in between all the living we’ve been doing these past few years, I realized that the “country” isn’t all that bad. On summer nights, we sit in our front yard, sprawled out in the grass with our girls, and catch fireflies. On cold winter nights, snow dusting our house if we’re lucky, our neighborhood sits so still and silent, it almost feels like a painting. And sunsets over the farmland nearby? Amazing. Really, there’s nothing like it.

So. Alexis and Eddie, thank you. For making the trip out, for being beautiful and so much fun, and for reminding me that, Whole Foods or not, whenever the time comes and we make our reverse migration back into city life, that I’m going to miss it out here a little bit too. Especially the fireflies. (Just not the bees.)

Sandy Springs Festival


Taking a break from any photo shoots or fashion shows or even weddings (!) – we went down to the Sandy Springs Festival. We stopped by the Indigo Bath and Body booth and hung out for a bit with Jenn, one of the owners – and she is also the soap maker (do they have technical titles?) – So while Leah was distracting her with witty conversation, I hung around and started practicing some shots. Jenn makes all of the soaps and they’re… well, really awesome (see, Leah should’ve been the one to write the soap descriptions – otherwise you end up with ‘the soaps are awesome.’)


Jenn does spend a lot of time on her booth setup – all the little signs and the wooden boxes and… there are lot of other soap makers that sell at these festivals and lots of them kind of just make ‘interesting’ piles of soap blocks. Um. I like the textures in these soaps? No really, ha, without sounding too flowery – look at them, they’re… nice. 🙂

On our way out we stopped by the Kenari booth – where three kids coaxed Leah into trying a sample of their herb juice (herbs!) We were talking with the owner, Jonathan, and he mentioned that they have a farm not too far away in Roswell. It’s actually an 11 acre track of land that was set to be another subdivision until they saved it! Check out their blog and website – photos of their farm and such, plus Jonathan is a really nice guy. Oh – and among other things, the blog chronicles the life of the farm – each field being made and crops grown.

Fortunately for us we had already left the festival when it started raining really hard. Unfortunately for the vendors at the festival – it started raining really hard.

We bought a half gallon of the Kenari herb juice.


The rest of the day? I’m making more DIY photo gear. I’m shooting a wedding tomorrow.


Generally Disappointing

So. Next time we’ll just reach out to our extended friends of friends and ride one of their horses. Even if we have to make new friends to accomplish this. Sunny Farms North? Generally disappointing. Sure we were probably a bit naive to think it would be anything more than the trail rides offered by… stables of this sort… but damn, their website does specifically say:

“We have fast horses for people who like to ride fast. We have slow horses for people who like to ride slow. We have big horses for big folks & we have little horses for little folks. For those who have never ridden before, we have horses that have never been ridden”.

So I like to think that we had at least some reason for thinking that Leah could at least take off for a short run and not do the usual horse follow horse follow horse routine. Generally disappointing all around. Mind you, I’m probably just bitter about the whole thing – compounded by the fact that we were grouped with other people (and while the people were fine and awesome and no problem at all – it’s a F*cken annoyance when you don’t think that you’re signing up for a group activity. If we wanted a group adventure, we probably would have gone looking for something else instead.)

Basically, if you’ve never ever ever ever ridden a horse, or have kids and want them to ride the type of sad stable horses you feel sorry for – take them here. I could say more, but I have to stop because it’d just all come out really, really mean and completely biased – biased by nothing more than my actual experience with Sunny Farms North in Dahlonega, Ga., just past the end of 400. Oh yes. In order for you to truly get the picture – as Leah was getting onto her horse Max, the owner was holding the reigns – and then Max tried to bite him. Okay, I’m not so naive that I’m surprised by any ‘animal’ trying to bite a human – but this guy, grabs the horses head and loud enough for Leah to hear clearly, in effect says, “If she wasn’t already sitting on you I’d beat your f*cken brains out of your skull” – and you kind of get the feeling that he’s not one to kid about such things. Now, I’m probably out of line and this is how everyone in the um, horse-world treats their animals, but I don’t know. 

After our awesome trail ride we decided to drive into downtown Dahlonega and on our way there we saw this guy selling boiled peanuts on the side of the road! These were exactly how boiled peanuts should be. Their greatness was compounded by the fact (or due to?) that they were prepared on the side of the road, in a huge pot, and with a propane heat source. We’ve been fortunate enough to find one of these both times we’ve gone to Dahlonega – it makes the drive back to Atlanta so much better.

The other ‘event’ we went to last Saturday was the Festival of India – held by the… Indian group of Atlanta… well, that’s not their official name but whatever. Seriously. Like me, you probably understand the depth and general cultural richness of India – so you would expect that a ‘Festival of India’ run by the Indian American Cultural Association – to be better than a sad collection of booths selling cell phone cards, insurance, & vacations. If anything – you would probably think that they’d have some interesting food – and not just 3 sub-par indian restaurants and 1 decent indian restaurant selling up the common goods that the Indian branch of Panda Express will undoubtedly sell at the mall food court in the near future.

Granted – there were a lot of Indians that attended the Festival of India… I’m hoping that they were as disappointed in it as I was. I don’t see how they could find any real value in the whole thing since Anime conventions are more representative of Japan than this was of India. Of course, I could be wrong.

With high hopes for this event, Leah did wear her salwar kameez that she got in Nepal. See? We were totally hoping this would at least be better than the dealer’s room at a SciFi con. Next.

What did make the day better was that our friends Anna & Chris called us and invited us out to dinner with them. First we tried the Vortex down the street in L5P – that was a no go with the 45 minute wait (we don’t wait 45 minutes – not with SO MANY other places in Atlanta to go to). So then we drove over to Los Loros and had some good mexican food. That was our Saturday and Sunday was quite easy and sleepy and like I say every weekend – here comes Monday.