Several weeks ago I had a job photographing this lovely event just outside of Nashville in the hills of Williamson County. It was beautiful and housed in a 1980's mansion that was slowly coming apart at the seems. Towards the end Eric and I slipped passed the crowds and into the eery, empty spaces. There was a Shining-esque hallway and vines growing in rooms. We trampled through overgrown greens and around a murky pool into a cracking tennis court. It's times like these I'm thankful for the gift of photography (even when I mess up the settings and only get a few shots out of the entire roll).
Peace be with you in this crazy season!