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The absence of late equals getting settled in for the moment back home while I await the sale (fingers crossed) of my town house. Pretty much everything is in storage or sorted out. So, I finally had some time to edit the last few photos from my Peachtree walk.
The excitement of a big city for a lot of people is that there’s always something new. As I wandered up Peachtree, I was struck by how many new buildings there were. So many new office and condo towers that weren’t there a decade ago. This one, of which I know little, is The Mansion on Peachtree. If nothing else, it cuts a nice figure against a moody sky. This is viewed from the Lenox Marta station.
It’s fitting my last shot was one of the first buildings I remember really noticing and liking when I lived near Buckhead lo those many years ago. It was almost brand new then and had few new buildings surrounding it and certainly nothing like the Mansion only blocks away. I used to think maybe the roof was truly hinged in some way but learned soon it was fixed permanently, but I still like the look. It gives the building a sense of motion or energy or something I can’t quantify but appreciate.
As pretty much always, these are just a few photos I’ve added to the Urban World gallery -be sure to check there for more if you’re interested.
That’s about it for news for the moment. I hope to get out and take some more rural shots soon. Maybe some light local traffic, but mainly I’m just hoping to get my house off the market so I can head overseas for a bit. But the break has been nice. It’s amazing that it feels like only a few days have passed not weeks but it’s a great pause in life to reflect, etc.
My last week before putting my stuff in storage and going home for now, I wanted to take a stroll through the city, take some parting shots. I may end up back here. I may not. Who really knows, so it was also sort of a farewell. And I’ve been in Alpharetta so long now, that it always seemed like I had some reason not to burn gas getting into the city.
At any rate, the plan was there, but the weather just woudln’t cooperate. Every morning started out gray and only a few ended sunny. And each of the sunny ending ones, I had already planned something for the evening. Saturday, I finally decided just to wander on down. I hopped MARTA at Doraville and rolled down to Peachtree Center where my long walk began.
My first stop was Atlanta’s Flatiron. When I first started getting into photography and wanted to photograph some local sites, this was one of my destinations. I had heard of the famous Flatiron in NYC, but never knew Atlanta not only had a building on the same plan but an older one. Built in 1897, this now diminutive building is Atlanta’s second and oldest surviving skyscraper.
I’ve always liked this building, the piles of cubes, the whole geometry of it. It was completed in 1992 as One Peachtree Center, later being changed to Suntrust Plaza.
No meander up Peachtree would be complete without a stop at the Fox. I still had the fisheye lens on the camera and decided to go with it and see what I could get having attacked this one before with my regular wide angle. I really like the feel and color of what resulted. And, as you can tell, I had a little bit of sky to work with at last! Gray skies are gonna clear up!
This part of the meander wrapped up at the High Museum. If I had been just one week earlier, I could have stopped in here for free as a Fulton County resident. I regret never having done that in 10 years of living here. If you’re a Fulton resident, by all means, surpass my example and drop in on the first Saturday of the month for some culture paid for by your tax dollars.
At this point, I hopped back on MARTA and wandered some of Buckhead as well – photos to come. This isn’t, by the way, everything from the first stroll. If you want to see more, be sure to check out my Urban album.
The sun came out this afternoon and I took it as my chance to do some wandering with my camera. I’ve done very little photo walking outside of my trips of late. It was awesome to get out for both body and soul.
I started out my amble in nearby Roswell. The light was so-so, but I did find one little ramschackle house that called for attention.
After the Roswell stroll, I meandered through downtown Alpharetta. Per usual, nothing really caught my attention. Alpharetta is a neat enough little place but it was never big and what’s there is either new or has been so cleaned up that the original feeling is lost. So, I moved onto a spot that I have meant to stop and take photos of for years.
When I first moved out here to North Fulton, Union Hill Baptist church was this lovely little cemetery on an isolated hill on a country road. Suburbia is quickly rolling in and now although my photos omit it, there’s a large subdivision surrounding it. Still, it’s a lovely little cemetery with one lone oak. And maybe I’ll get back for some morning or evening light before it’s over, but I’m quite happy with what I got there this afternoon.
There are several more from Union Hill and Roswell in my North Georgia Rambles album – hope you’ll check them out!
So, last Friday was my final day at Equifax. I’ll still be back and forth to Atlanta for a bit until I move my stuff in storage and won’t entirely cut ties until I manage to sell my house, but soon, I’ll get to move onto another chapter of my life. A little travel and then we’ll see what’s next.
But there will surely be some interim stops here at home while I await the sale of the house and possibly longer if I decide to go back to school. Much to think about but it’s a happy time.
As it goes, I’ve already taken some long walks here with the camera and wandered some familiar old streets. I’m sure there will be more of these to come.
Several new images added to the Macon County photo album. A couple are below.
The above house on North Dooly used to belong to ‘Miss’ Irene Brown, a good friend of our neighbor, ‘Miss’ Matt Price. They are both gone now and I couldn’t say who lives there anymore, but it’s well kept and the skies beyond it just begged for a shot.
If anyone could be said to be stalking a house, I seem to be stalking this one. I’ve always liked the style of this home and it’s literally a block from my parents house. If I go for a walk, I invariably seem to come back to this spot just as the afternoon sun is striking it. I know it will be a ways off in the future based on the speed they are going, but I look forward to that day when it’s finally completely restored.
Surely more to come in my rural south and Macon County portfolios before I get to go on my Euro adventure!