Henry David Thoreau wrote 'Walden' in 1854 about his time spent in a log cabin in Massachusetts where he sought to reflect upon society through his isolation and natural world around him (Walden was named after a nearby pond.) What if we reconsider what this could mean for our modern times?  Using a pinhole camera to acknowledge the passing of time in addition to the pinhole's ability to see 'here and there' in the same photograph I ask the following: How do we spend our time away from the city? Is there the same sense of escapism (or even Romanticism) as there once was? How do we treat the land nowadays and how do we leave our mark? Through the minutiae of nature and our own impact on these spaces, I hope to facilitate an understanding of our own populace.