I always think that historic buildings should be lit up at night. Sadly, not all of them are.
I pass this old school on Slack Road from time to time, and I often think that if I ever won millions of dollars, I might buy this building and turn it into a brewery. I'd call it Old School Brew House. I'd ask my good friend and brewer extraordinaire, Perry, to let his imagination soar.
Assuming he would be interested in working with me. (Oh, the arse jokes would fly!)
I have no idea who is using this building now, but I do feel it should be lit at night.
Until then, if I want to capture it, I'll have to rely on my car headlights. On a snowy night, they'll do in a pinch.
There's nothing like being out at night, on a deserted road, out of sight, under an overpass, alone, vulnerable, that makes the tiny hai...