The day was July 29, 2012. Dusk, obviously. The setting is the old hops field at the end of the road, with Brian's old busted up trailer as a focal point. The sky was the eeriest thing I can ever remember in the valley, almost a cumulus mammatus formation with a lot of strange glow. Twilight zone.
I was using an antiquated lens and a low res camera. I notice now that my settings are ƒ4 at 1/60th iso 400, which leads me to think that I was probably on an automatic setting. I would never dial in something like that today and have no idea why I picked ƒ4 even back then?
There was something about the whole tableau that was definitely spooky and foreboding. A palpable apprehension. Hope it still comes across.