I can't stop taking pictures of farms.  
I grew up in the suburbs, in a small town nestled in farmland.  I love the way the gold and green dance together behind a blue sky.  We have been driving out into the country a lot this summer and when I see hay bales at dusk, my heart beats a little faster.  But pictures without people have never done much for me.  So I have been using my little guinea pigs (husband and kids) to give a context for the ambiance and nostalgia that I feel when driving by the fields. 
The first photo below was so hard for me to edit.  I wanted it to look like a painting...and I wanted it to have this euphoric, timeless feel, where anyone looking at it might think it is in HIS locale (city, country, etc.).  I tried several actions, but just couldn't get it right.  Finally, I found one that worked and adjusted the lighting and then did some burning and dodging and alas, I got what I was envisioning.  
And might I add that it's Ezra in the photo.  He was screaming and running away from me.  Like I have said before, most good things (start or) end in tears.  :)
 



 
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