I love this road. The secluded location of it is comforting. Its not a named road, rather a numbered road followed with a direction, east or west. It winds just as curvy as the creek its paved next to. An old private cemetery sits atop a hill with a single tree that watches the sun set on the back of the headstones.
Every now and then I’ll see something that demands my attention. I’ll see a scene that could make a good photo and I have to get the shot. It doesn’t matter how tired I am or how late, I have to get the shot. I saw this as I got out of my car. I liked the wet pavement and the reflection. It was 2 a.m., I was exhasuted after a long day, it was still raining and I just wanted to sleep. But I had to take the shot. So I stood in the rain and got this. Then I headed to bed, to try and rest before a new day started.