We're in it Now
I took a short road trip for work that involved spending a night in Dixon, Illinois. Famous for being “the boyhood home of President Ronald Reagan”. This is one of those places too far away to randomly visit, but close enough that I am embarrased to have never been there before.
Anyway. I remembered to throw the camera in my suitcase. Here is the view from my hotel room window. I think I will call it “48 Hours Before the Harvest or Something”. I took the same picture again at dawn, but it didn’t turn out.

