Places You'll Never Visit

It was a cold Thursday night in February and I spent the last two hours getting schooled in the finer points of how to take a punch by my karate instructors. As I exited the Dojo at 8:30 I was astonished to see two things.  First, there were stars in the sky.  It's been a wet and cloudy winter in North Carolina and some days I wondered if I'd ever see the sun again.  Second, That damn weather app that I spend so much time swearing at actually got it right this time.

I had been waiting for a night like this for the past two weeks and according to the #%@! weather app, there would not be another clear night for at least week.  It was 27 degrees and after a twelve hour work day, followed by two hours of working out, I was headed on a photo adventure.

Not much of an adventure actually.  I knew exactly what I wanted and where to go to get it.  This house is located on a dead end street near my kid's school, so I'd passed it many times. (don't ask) It looks like the kind of place that might have once been a meth lab until someone mixed the chemistry wrong and...BOOM! It's too dangerous to go near, but I was drawn to do something with it.

I set up the tripod, focused, composed and then set up a small LED light to the far right of the front yard.  After engaging the intervalometer, (that's a fancy little gadget that tells the camera to take pictures at predetermined intervals) to take one thirty second exposure every thirty seconds, I hopped in my car in hopes of thawing out.  Did I mention it was 27 degrees? Ugh!

Then I sat there in my car for the next three hours

Photography is sexy like that.  Spending three hours freezing at the end of a dead end street in hopes of producing a four second clip of something interesting.  Luckily though, there were no creepers, no haints or boogie men.  Even Sasquatch left me alone and I was grateful for that.

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