Sweet dusty-bones

By sweetdustybones

Husband at Dusk

Every time I pass this stack of hay, I want to photograph it. I never do because I always feel it is lacking a person on the top. Today, I conveniently had my husband to hand as we sauntered past, so he willingly clambered up. It looks even more photogenic in stormy weather when the wind is making the plastic covering billow about aggressively, but this evening was rather pleasant so that's a blip for another day.

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