Quill Great Smoky Mountains If it wasn’t a field

If it wasn’t a field filled with soybeans or corn

the risk-taking was worth it for this moment

I caught this moment during a delightful late fall afternoon in SoHo

and the dramatic cloud formation set a perfect mood

There's no haze and humidity

Quill Great Smoky Mountains If it wasn’t a fieldOne of the most vivid recollections from my childhood in southern Wisconsin is the spare and stark beauty of a sunny winter day. Snow has a magical way of simplifying the landscape and popping elements with powerful contrasts. Although it's pretty rare, we occasionally get a taste of winter here in east Tennessee. I nabbed this subject following a few inches of fluffy snow. It's always a dicey proposition to venture out onto the roads here in the