I then traveled to the country to the film festival. (http://www.freerangefilm.com)
While I was there the fog was hovering over a field filled with hay bails, with the moon shining through the clouds. I probably took 75 photos of this. I still have no idea which one(s) I like best. But this one is one of the better ones.
To me the festival is summed up in this photo. Nothing like hay bails to section off the seating.
BTW: I'm addicted to black and white photog-y now. Secondly, I showed up around 10pm to the film festival, and most everyone cleared out before the last film, which was definately the best that I saw. Tis a shame. (no idea on the quality of films pre-10pm.)




So the other day I stopped by the local Inn and nailed a parchemnt to the wall..."party forming for dungeon adventure" I was contacted by a half elf rouge, and a comely one to boot, and we stole away to seek our fortune in the dank abyss of the chester creek tunnels.
The trip is not without it's lovely ascpects and we soon found ourselves deep in the infernal abyss...by walgreens...the ruins of previous civilizations lay, half buried, in the silt of time

