In Yom-Kipur I was getting hungry (fasting only to share Regina's
hunger...) so I went out to take pictures of a barn we discovered
when Gershon ran away for two days once. It really looks like a
good place to start a horror movie. There are many such deserted
barns around these areas. (The owner of that place is, um, an
exotic case of Amerikanism.)
In there, I was playing around with the way the light came in
through the walls.
This is where Gershon was hiding when we found him one day. He must
of spent two days there because it was raining.