There's an old, old, old hay rake just sitting in a field on my dad's farm. I've probably photographed it a dozen times, in all kinds of weather and light, in general landscape shots. Thought I'd try something different this time.
Wasn't sure where to post these, but what the heck....if anyone thinks they don't belong here, I'll kick myself off.
No. 1
Wasn't sure where to post these, but what the heck....if anyone thinks they don't belong here, I'll kick myself off.
No. 1
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Sweet the coming on
Of grateful evening mild; then silent night
With this her solemn bird and this fair moon,
And these the gems of heaven, her starry train.
--John Milton
