I’ve passed this barn a million times. Barns aren’t really my thing but I thought I’d stop and see what I could get. I couldn’t get very close but thought this was a pretty decent shot nonetheless. I think with summer coming to an end and with the limited amount of shooting I’ve done this summer, I’ve decided I have to stop at whatever I see.
Regardless, I like the gold of the cut crop, the faded red of the barn and the blues in the sky and the contract they make together.
CRUMBLING MEMORIES 