I knew I blew the best light by a good 20 minutes, but I decided to go for a sunset stroll through the neighborhood anyway.
Across the street and a half block to the west starts what I guess is called Light Industrial. A good part of this whole area could be called that.
Reminds me of the the Chicago neighborhood where generations of both sides of my family lived and my dad finally got us out of there when I was 11. Seeing this I think explains my need and desire for woods, quiet and solitude. I’m stuck here for a good two years and then I am out of here.
I will go on this stroll again when the light is right. Definite possibilities I think.
If you like this kind of stuff.
I did once. I have old pictures somewhere of my street shooting days. Not sure I’ll ever get them out again.
I’ll take woods, ravines and creeks over this any day.
In the mean time…