Intimate Solitude

There's something about a cold, winter night. The sounds are so much crisper. So much clearer. I love to hear the sound of a train chugging through town as it blows it's horn. The night air carries the sound to me like I'm standing right next to the rails. It's a feeling of intimate solitude.

I ventured out to capture the essence of this feeling and picked one of my favorite streets in Columbus. I knew it would treat me well. Hope you enjoy the photo.

Adam Jones
adammjonesphotography@aol.com