Nolan Eason

At 1:03AM on Friday, March 30, 2012 my first child was born - a son. We named him Nolan Eason. 21" long, 5lb 3oz. He was beautiful and perfect in every way, except that he was stillborn. As we searched for answers to his untimely death, we also searched for comfort. This blog was created as a way of working through my sorrow by trying to find something beautiful in the world each day. Hopefully, along the way it will help others to heal as well.

Monday, August 6, 2012

Kings Mountain


Knowing we were filming in Kings Mountain today, I had expected to see a mountain, especially after my 45 minute drive to work. I was surprised to find there was no mountain in Kings Mountain. In fact, there barely appeared to be much more than hills. What a let down. I had thought that the long drive into work would at least have had a beautiful landscape payoff. But no, we spent the morning filming outside a police station. It wasn't until we moved to our second location that I realized why we had actually come here - for the horses! Yep, we had landed ourselves on a farm. And a very sizable one at that. Not only did they have horses that were part of our scene, but they had donkeys too! The owners okayed us to feed them apples so Kim and cut up some apples and fed the horses and donkeys that were out in the pasture. The two hero horses that were in the stables we just pet and didn't tempt with food as we wanted to make sure they behaved during the filming.


All the horses were just beautiful and I was amazed at how well they "acted" in our scene. The 2 in the stables poked their heads out on cue every single take. Usually working with animals or kids is always the kiss of death when it comes to filming. Inevitably, it takes you twice as long to do a scene with them as it would any other normal scene. Today, however, was the exception to the rule. The only time a horse didn't do what we were wanting was a horse that refused to walk by our camera because the black flag hanging above it freaked it out. It's understandable. If I was a horse I might would be freaked out too by it.


I do always enjoy filming at farms and getting to pet and play with the animals. When I was growing up in Virginia, our neighbors had what I always called a mini farm. They had chickens and pigs and our other neighbors had horses. As a kid I always imagined that I too would one day live on a farm. At least in the aspect that I had land and could have some animals other than just our dogs. Maybe I still will one day, who knows? If I ever do have enough land, I know for certain that I will at least get myself a pot bellied pig. I know it sounds like a weird pet to have, but it's one I've always wanted. Marshall thinks I'm crazy for wanting one, and maybe I am, but that doesn't stop me from wanting one.

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