On occasion, an idyllic scene may be hidden among the high brush. Or, not much of anything.
What may be hiding in the brush?
Behind the brush, possibly a path or a long forgotten road. The shadows were very long. Fallen tree limbs and branches were strewn about. While curiosity called, the “DANGER – NO TRESPASSING” sign and a few strands of barbed wire was enough to stay away.
What lay ahead in the shadows? Definitely, the unknown.