REFRACTIONARY

I returned to the stables this morning to see what it would do in the sunrise. Not much, as it turns out. So I headed back, and on my way home I decided to check out a field in Stow. I was surprised to see a layer of mist hovering there, so I decided to see what I could do. There weren’t any august trees casting shadows and ghostly, no winding pathways or much of anything in particular. So this is what I got.