Under the Light

Walking back from the neighbors late last night after a shoot and our camera in hand, Ben says “I just love this light”. He proceeds to tell me that on his grandpa's farm there was a light like this one. Even the gentle hum of the electricity running up the pole brings him right back to his days of exploring "that light was the only thing that told me where home was so I didn't​ get lost"

I have always imagined a quartet in striped vests singing pop medleys under it. Definitely​ not as magical as Bens story haha

What do you think of when you see a light like this one? ​