ABANDONED GREENHOUSE IN SUMMIT

Florist extraodinaire and fellow greenhouse enthusiast Christina of flores del sol tipped me off towards an amazing overgrown abandoned gem in Summit, New Jersey. Hidden by overgrowth and trees behind some townhomes and across a creek, the creaking skeletal remains of "Carl's Greenhouse" remains. At dusk in the beginning of August, we were fending off massive spiders, hornets and the heebie jeebies, but it was totally worth even being rescued from having stepped in a bees nest to see the crumbling, cracking remains of the greenhouse. 

My affinity for abandoned spaces is inexplicable but always a huge draw in my explorations and hikes and occasional trespassing. There is something immensely spooky and special about tip toeing through these spaces, not even speaking a word, just hearing things crack and creek beneath your feet. The floors were littered with old plastic potting containers and broken glass from panes that had fallen from above. After seeing netting filled with broken glass above our heads I shivered at the thought of a gust of wind trembling this place and it was a humbling reminder of how stupid wandering abandoned spaces can be. 

LAKE WAWAYANDA WOODLAND SURPRISE

When I flew back home to Colorado for my sister's college graduation, my birthday quietly came and went with a sunset drive through Red Rocks with my father. Leave it up to Michael and my amazing friends to sneakily and stealthily plan a woodland birthday surprise when I returned back east. 

As they jumped out smiling from behind some trees at Wawayanda State Park, I just about cried and peed my pants. They had strung feather garlands in the trees, collected moss for the tables, and put together the most beautiful picnic spread I've ever seen in my life. This was the first time I've ever been surprised and I can't imagine feeling any luckier--my face hurt from grinning. 

 

CANOEING LAKE WAWAYANDA

Raised on the back of my fathers roadbike, cross country snow sled, backpack--bundled up in blankets or awkwardly bouncing around with an oversized helmet--there was no place too cold, too far, or too high for my parents. Well...there was that one time I began to turn blue on top of Pikes Peak. And that other time we got lost in a snow storm while skiing to a yurt and my mother's belly was the only thing that could thaw my toes. But regardless of some certainly coincidental circulation issues, I've sprouted up as a healthy and active human with a obsessive compulsion to be constantly en route to some new park, lake, mountain, historic site... I have traveled abroad a bit but there has been a resurgence of a desire to explore my home country more thoroughly, especially after Michael bought me a National Parks Passport for my birthday last May. Its astounding how many parks are out there for us to enjoy. 

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his last weekend we canoed around Wawayanda State Park. The canoe rentals were $15 for an hour for both of us and we nearly had the entire lake to ourselves, save a few other kayakers and fishermen. 

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PRINCETON

Princeton is an incredibly lovely town and campus, and while we initially come for vinyl at the Princeton Record Exchange, we stayed to wander the campus for the first time. There's an air of specialness in all the super old stone buildings and spring even came out a bit earlier here than the rest of the northeast. This must be wizardry. 

ll my shots from this day were on Fuji Superia 400...and even my film behaved strangely and more washed out. Curious. And come to think of it, even the squirrels were squeakier...

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THOMAS EDISON'S LABORATORIES AND GREENHOUSE

On Sunday, Michael and I met our dear Instagram friend Devin from L.A. for the first time. As we were all recent converts of collecting National Parks Passport stamps, we spent all day at the Thomas Edison National Historic Park in West Orange, NJ. The park includes his laboratories, library, chemistry labs, his massive brick home Glenmont Estate and the adjacent greenhouse. This was my second time at the park and remains my favorite National Historic Parks because of the hundreds of opportunities to geek out over machinery, beakers, and inventions. Not to mention the old windows, buildings, and all their contents make for a photographer's dream. This roll was shot on 200 speed Fuji Superia.

 

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