There had been a number of accidents and the eastbound 401 was stopped in both the express and collectors.
I also desperately had to pee. So I wandered off into what I thought was a nearby forest where I stumbled across this lovely cemetery.
I paid my respects and moved away into the woods to water the plants.
So much for my impromptu plan to capture the full, harvest moon.
Still, I think the photos are fun and capture some of the industrial romance I feel for the edges of cities. The suburban fields of homes and pavement that house the dreams of so many sleeping people as the moon floats its way overhead.