The Living is Easy

Another summer is slipping quickly by us. 

With the all-encompassing "life" looming in the distance, we do our best to enjoy what we have, when we have it. 

This is a summer of transition for me. It's a summer of freedom. It's a summer of doing a lot of things a lot different than usual.

It's been exciting as hell.

Evenings filled with friends and Shakespeare.

Men. Being manly.

Sunsets and kayaks.

Slacklining

Recently a revolution has begun within my group of friends -- it's a revolution of balance and self control. We have discovered a sport that levels you physically and mentally: slacklining. Concentration, confidence and balance are the key components to this shockingly difficult, but addicting game. Tightening muscles you didn't even know existed in your legs and feet, slacklining is popular amongst climbers. Me and my family have fallen in love with it.

This post is mostly of Shane O'Brien, who is by far the best slacker of all of us, but we all slack daily. These were mostly shot at Koka Booth Amphitheater, the others at Shane's house. I'm hoping to make a collection of slack-shots, showing all the awesome places we go to take part in this rad sport.

Enjoy!

 

 

Hope you like 'em! More slacking pictures are sure to come soon. Hopefully I'll be able to start some other projects, too. Slack4lyfe.

Shakori Hills: Grassroots, Spring 2012

Shakori Hills. A whole weekend where all anyone is focused on is peace, love, and music. Hippies with impressive facial hair and otherwise flock to this music festival in Pittsboro, NC. So many wonderful experiences with so many wonderful people.

 Friendly camp-goers across the way jamming out with their various instruments.

This occurred fairly frequently. Instruments were played, songs were sung, and

everyone was connected through the music. 

Activities at the festival were numerous. From frisbee, to dancing,

to playing music, to just sitting around the fire enjoying each other's company...

an excellent vibe was felt by all.

                                     

Friendships were made and built upon.

 Clothes and people got wet in the rain, but spirits remained high.

We ate hearty.

And we all simply enjoyed the raw, and beautiful nature of Shakori Hills

 "Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet..." 

-Khalil Gibran