Last night, around 11:00, I headed out to the pastures to take
some photos under the full moonlight.
As I walked, the thick fog mist obscured everything. It was eerie.
The cows were still grazing in the pasture,
their forms barely visible in the spooky glow of the moon.
As I began taking pictures, the fog became even thicker, and soon it felt like
I was in a scene from a scary movie.
I captured this unique beauty of the moment until, eventually,
I decided to head back inside. As much as I wanted to stay outside,
I remembered my heating mattress all dialed up and waiting for me.
