Last night was a long night, hot and humid and the trees dripped making it sound like golf balls were hitting the roof. I woke at about 4:30 AM when it got a little cooler. The woods around us were filled with fog, and they looked alien, like they make scenes in a southern mystery movie but I was too tired to take a picture. I’ll remember it for a long time. Sometimes the mind is a better camera than one from Nikon. Continue reading
