Moving into the night - trees on the fly

Travel down the winding roads, down by Suicide Bridge....the trees flurry by.



























The street lights turn on at dusk -


they mark
the time between darkness and the next.






















Flew by Prospect Street again, and they were shooting some scene...I just opened the lens
and let the trees fly by.
























Night steeped around a very bright white house...full of it's own flood of light.