My friend and I joked around, calling these 'altars'. We figured if we were invaded, that they'd think we worship them. ...and my friend made a good point: We do, in a way.
Gazebo!
So close to Halloween, you can see ghosts hiding in the nearby buildings.
Looking to garages and towards the creek.
Infinite. Never ending. Starring John's iPhone.
Lights across the street, away from the complex.
The tree looked like it was on fire. Then there's the car that passed, and left the nifty red streaks.
The walkway to my townhome.
Red lights from the radio tower shining over the neighborhood.
Line of townhomes, lit by their security lamps.
