One of the unintended consequences of playing more with my iPhone photo capabilities is that I sometimes lose track of what photos I’ve taken. Take today’s selection, for example. When I shoot with my DSLR, I have to pull out my CF card, put it into a card reader, and plug it into the computer to download the images. By comparison, photos on my iPhone just magically appear on my computer without me doing anything. It’s so magical that I don’t always remember to go look for the photos.
So, today, when I discovered these Hipstomatic images from two weekends ago when my brother and sister-in-law were visiting, it was like finding a gift hidden in the back of a closet.
The Bluff View Art District is a lovely little area on top of the bluff across the Tennessee River. It’s a collection of historical houses turned into bed and breakfasts, restaurants, and a bakery and coffee roasting company. The entire district is rumored to be owned by one person. Although, the district is only one small square, we’re talking at least 6 or so large mansions that have been renovated and turned into successful businesses.
The first time Pat and I came to Chattanooga, we stayed in one of the bed and breakfasts. The one we were in looks over the cliff and offers spectacular views from the patio and bocci courts.
However, it was January, so we didn’t really spend a lot of time on the courtyard. The other part of the Bluff View Art District we missed was the sculpture garden. It’s a beautiful garden that’s deceptive in size–from the street, you assume it is only a strip of grass. But once you enter the garden, you see that it rolls down the hill further than is visible from the road.
While I probably wouldn’t drive hours out of my way to see the sculpture garden, I thought it was worth taking my brother and sister-in-law across the bridge to check it out before they headed home. Given the weather was rainy and dreary, we decided to drive over.
We made our way slowly through the garden, me exercising my Histamatic app thoroughly along the way. Many sculptures had been added since the last time I’d been in the sculpture garden. It was really nice.
As we turned a corner to enter a stone patio area, a smiling young woman looked at us and said, “I just got engaged!!!” She was so excited, I almost laughed out loud. I realized she probably wouldn’t understand the humor. I don’t mean to sound jaded, but let’s face it, getting engaged is the easiest part of being married.
We got caught in her enthusiasm and took pictures of the two of them together with their camera. The boyfriend had managed to pull off the engagement as a big surprise. It seemed like they were going to get off to a great start.