It was a frigid night dipping down to 28 degrees when I photographed this Amish schoolhouse. The grass was crunchy from frost, and something was stalking me. I could feel it and hear it, but I could not get a view of it. It was freaking me out! For the third location in a row that night a barred owl hooted, “Who cooks for you!” I decided that owl was my totem and that I would be safe. Nonetheless, I sprinted to the car when I was done photographing. When I delivered a print to the owner of that land he told me about how over the few days that I was out there, 3 sheep and 2 goats were taken in the area by a big cat, what they figured was a mountain lion. Phew!