My friend and I headed up to one of my favorite places around two in the morning to shoot the moon. We ended up walking into this house that had an odd feeling as there was a gust of wind blown at me while there was no wind around the entire night. As most would run out. I looked at my friend and said "I'm still going in" As crazy as I am to get the shots I had in mind, it pays off. Even if I went barefoot in some shots. A picture is more than a thousand words, especially if the story is good.