The Way Less Travelled

My dad, brother and I were out on my last day of my visit with my family. We went to the beach and then walked a trail, the sun was setting and the fog was starting to creep back in. We walked along, chasing the last minutes of sunlight. I looked back, and saw the fog slowly sweeping along the ground and thought it was the perfect spot for a photo. I just love the look of the metal from the train tracks contrasting the forest, and the moss is growing to take it all back.