“By early evening all the sky to the north had darkened and the spare terrain they trod had turned a neuter gray as far as the eye could see. They grouped in the road at the top of a rise and looked back. The storm front towered above them and the wind was cool on their sweating faces. They slumped bleary-eyed in their saddles and looked at one another. Shrouded in the black thunderheads the distant lightning glowed mutely like welding seen through foundry smoke. As if repairs were under way at some flawed place n the iron dark of the world.” Cormac McCarthy
i took this photo on june 21st 2011 in the old apartment. it was a 30 second long exposure the only light was the street light outside my bedroom window. this might be one of my favorite photos i’ve ever taken but at the time i wasn’t happy with it.
We woke up before sunrise, made coffee, toast and packed up the tent. Before 8 o’clock we were in the car, headed back to the populated world. I hope one day we will come back to this little bit of forested heaven.