I took a short trip up the Hudson to Athens, NY this last weekend to move some friends into a house. The town is beautiful...and old. People settled there in the late 1600s and its history can be felt around every corner.
I especially enjoyed the beautiful architecture of the houses and the little alleys that ran between the streets. This was a typical scene: old barn, peeling paint, leafy trees and a cat. Cats everywhere.
While I was there, we enjoyed some especially moody skies:
The brooding clouds cast long shadows, enhancing the beautiful decay.
This house in particular resembled a cheery birthday cake in the daylight, but took on a more sinister look as the sun set.
One of the rooms in the house where I stayed:
The stairs, while brightly lit in the day, seemed more spooky as night fell.
And, in the heart of the night, I was terrified to go to the bathroom...