So instead of working and getting the last couple of weddings out the door, I called my friend Ian and told him to meet me at Green Mountain National golf course at 4:30. It was just to nice outside to sit in my office all day wondering if one picture of grandma dancing was better than the other. After watching Phil beat Tiger all weekend just a few hours south of me in Boston I had some ideas I wanted to give a try. I grabbed my lights and headed to the course. Below are a few shots from this afternoon. Enjoy.