“But there’s a tree, of many, one,
A single field which I have looked upon,
Both of them speak of something that is gone”
Wordsworth. Ode

I must confess that I breifly consider either cropping or photoshoping out the barn from this photo- but in the end I left it untouched, principally because I like photos that have a sense of place; that reveal a little bit more to the viewer about their context, through their imperfection.

 

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