Thanksgiving Morning on Bull Run

Thanksgiving dinner would be late today and so the morning was relatively free. The "bird" would go in later and the early morning was open. Matthew had a new camera in anticipation of the baby's imminent arrival and so to give it a test we both turned to Bull Run. It was damp, cool and foggy. In fact, it was a good morning for a few pics. We saw very few other people; occasionally a jogger or another photographer but the morning at Bull Run was quiet.

The Stone Bridge from the south looking north.

Matthew gaining a sight.

A squirrel chase with the camera.

The Bull Run on a foggy morning.

A moss laden tree which reminded me of the warmth and comfort of digging one's toes and feet into the sand at Assateague.

Matthew from atop the Stone Bridge.

The Old Stone House is a short distance from the Bull Run. The "House" was used as a hospital during the War and, of course, is haunted in a non-threatening way.

Matthew gaining perspective on the grounds of the Old Stone House.

This is the field just to the west of the Old Stone House. The color, even on a dreary day, is robust. The rust fits right into the autumn air.

As you know the battlefield is a favorite haunt and always is tempting with picture possibilities. The challenge is having the eye to spot the pic. On this day I missed many. But then again, there will be another day. Hopefully your Thanksgiving was as nice as mine.

...til later.