Sometimes the best moments happen when they are unplanned. With the moistures of Hurricane Irma hanging still in the northeastern sky and the threat of Hurricane Jose lurking behind, I couldn’t dream of a clear night-sky. Yet, I drove to my favorite spot, an hour south of Atlanta towards Augusta. It is such a surreal feeling to sit by the lake at night counting stars.
I don’t know why this lake is called Boyle Murder lake but it certainly is more prettier than it’s name. Had me wondering all night long.
Two exposure images shot with Nikon D810 using Nikkor 14mm-24mm at 14mm; exposure 15 sec; f/2.8; ISO 8000.