Is it my imagination or does this image have a similar mood to an Edward Hopper painting? Not to say it's as good as a Hopper, just that it makes me think of him. I took this photo as I was packing up to leave my New Jersey motel on Friday morning. I'd seen the potential for this shot from the first night, but hadn't had time to take it until the very last minute. Does that happen to you? You'll see a possible shot but keep putting off taking it until it's almost too late? I'm glad I caught this one.