Saturday evening I needed some cheering up so I wandered down to the Decatur Square with my camera in hand. Going out with the intension to photograph always lifts my spirits. The evening did not disappoint. I first met a young man who was doing flips off a picnic table in front of the Old Courthouse. He told me that he had been studying martial arts for many years and was now working on imbuing his craft with a personal style. Shortly after, I noticed a group assembling at the Courthouse steps waiting for the Decatur Ghost Tour to begin. I thought I might join them. While I was waiting I heard a loud scraping sound coming from behind the row of bushes in the background of this image. I wandered over, slid behind the bushes, and was astonished by what I saw. The scene was mesmerizing and had me transfixed until late evening. But that’s a story for my next blog post.