After work on a Saturday I headed to Newberry, in the Midlands of South Carolina. Only an hour away, I heard that it would be a great place to antique shop. It was an absolutely terrible place to shop for nearly anything, and it had small town charm but no better than the next small town. Antique shopping here in South Carolina has proven to be a dead end. I wish I would have taken better advantage of Missouri and Arkansas while I was there.
My friend David, whom I have never met, told me to take one of my many cameras along. I wasn't very motivated to take photos of anything when I drove it, but I drove past a cemetery (of all things, I know) and I just had to take pictures of the plastic flowers. They proved to be a not so interesting subject but I went to town on some brick with my new macro lenses. I am still stumbling through composition and through the depth perception of a macro lens, but I liked this next photo.
It's the top of a fire hydrant, the lens looking down on it. I want it to end up framed in my house somewhere. After my trip to Newberry, I fell off of the go-somewhere-every-weekend bandwagon. This weekend I will climb back on and head to Charlotte, NC.
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