Oak Glen

From my house I could see that Oak Glen, a location about a quarter of the way up the southeastern slope of Mount San Gorgonio was enveloped in fog. I had some free time that day so I grabbed my camera and drove for about fifteen minutes before I came upon the apple groves and knew I had some great images to capture. There was something mythically frightening about these barren trees in the dark fog. What lay just beyond the grove? I didn't go looking.