It was quiet.  Only the sound of the river below and the occasional call of a cautious bird disturbed the silence.  Through the damp, cold, winter fog, the narrow path led up to the top of the hill.  In the clearing, sat a small stone circle. Reminiscent of an ancient meeting place, I sat alone,  and for a time, felt like the only man on Earth.

The Milwaukee Rotary Centennial Arboretum near the Urban Ecology Center on the East Side of Milwaukee, Wisconsin.  5-shot hand-held panorama processed in Photoshop with Nik Silver Efex and Topaz Impression.

Day 70 of 365

Through the damp, cold, winter fog, the narrow path led up to the top of the hill. In the clearing, sat a small stone circle.

Through the damp, cold, winter fog, the narrow path led up to the top of the hill. In the clearing, sat a small stone circle.