I spent a lot of time in high school and college shooting artsy photographs. Later in life, I turned into the ruthless photographic mercenary that I am now. I guess the way to ruin a good hobby is to start making money from it.

This morning, at about 6:45 or so, I stepped outside to see what the weather was like. Dawn was coming up fast, but there was still a dark haze over the Farm. The ambiance was accentuated by a thick fog that was quickly dissipating.

I grabbed my cameras and snapped a few photos. It took me back to high school. These are unedited, out of the box.

(Oh, actually, the photo of the oak tree was shot about an hour later, after the sun was coming up.)