It has come time for Ashlie to be in front of my camera. It was such a pleasure to work with her, she is such a natural. I took her to one of my favorite spots, and found a field full of old rusty tractors. Photographers Paradise. Being the cautionary person I am, we scoped it out for a few minutes to make sure it was safe and no one sketchy was around. In fact, nobody was around. We were able to take a few pictures before paradise instantly became a ghost town. The only semi truck that was there in this field full of tractors started its engine. Ashlie and I locked frightened eyes.
"RUN!"
As were hurriedly ran to my locked car, I fumbled for my keys and my camera stuff.
"Oh my God, oh my God..."
We jumped into my car and I through the car into reverse. You would've thought I was a pro driver! We pass by the semi and still see no one around, even though the air was filled with black, lung-coughing air. Needless to say, we were shaking as though we have had 10 espressos each. We drove right out of there looking back at every detail and always remembering that no one was there.
In case you are wondering, we did finish taking photos. We even went back the next day to find the semi untouched and unmoved. Here are the pictures we took, including a picture of the semi via camera phone.
Love,
Kèra
Kèra
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