Dusk on the Bog

The Pine Barrens can be a creepy place.  You feel like you've entered a new world, a new time.  Thoughts of the Jersey Devil can linger in the back of your head as night settles in and the colors get deep and the trees seemingly loom more. This was one of those dusks where it was too quiet in the middle of nowhere and these ominous colors seeped into the bog and encompassed it.  It's easy to get those goose-bumps and little hairs standing on end when you let your imagination get the best of you.