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If you know me, you know I love architecture. And I mean the sloppy, wet, public display of affection kind of x-rated love that you sometimes find in your dad’s closet. I love what I do.
BUT sometimes you have to unplug, because too much of a good thing will make you go blind…..wait that’s not right…or maybe it is. Either way, I unplugged a couple weeks ago. I did nothing related to architecture. I took my wife and two little ones up to the White River to Bull Shoals State Park in Bull Shoals, Arkansas. We camped from Friday to Sunday and it was awesome. My in-laws came as well so it was a real wing-dingin time. We fished, went boating, went swimming. Did I mention we did some fishing? So, here are some choice photos from the trip for your viewing pleasure.
The White River at dusk.
Me, hardcore reping the Razorbacks.
Me and “the little ones”.
Bull Shoals Lake – above the dam.
My father-in-law and his first catch of the weekend (rainbow trout)
“the little ones” fishing with grandpa.
Bull Shoals Dam, Arkansas
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Preaching to a preacher. I have similar thoughts and post on the same subject, refreshing to see others posting about it as well. Architecture, for me, has always been second to family.
Early on I made the mistake of putting architecture first. It was less of a problem before wife and kids. I could eat, sleep, breathe and shat architecture. Then once I was married and my son came along, and then my daughter it quickly became clear (mostly because my wife beat it into my head – quite literally) that architecture had to take a back seat. Sometimes I slip, but mostly architecture is the second or even third priority. 🙂
Yup….I love architecture but I’m also the first to admit its not ‘my life.’