A few years ago while driving in upstate New York, I drove by a lit up Christmas tree out in a field. About 60 miles later I found myself wishing I'd stopped to take a photo of the tree. It would have made a good holiday card, but I wasn't going to go back. Everytime I've gone back to get a photo I skipped, the scene is never the same, so I kept driving.

Then, I happened to be driving in the same area in the new year, and lo and behold the tree was still there. This time I stopped. I'm glad I did.

Happy Hoiidays!