Ghosts of the past
(Note: I replaced this with an updated version a few moments ago after making very minor curve adjustments within a vignette of the fence-line and surrounding grass. I think it helps focus the attention down the fence-line in far better fashion. 4-13-2015)
I couldn't help but wonder just how many hooves had walked up the weathered boards of this old chute I stopped to shoot beside US85 this past Tuesday (4-7-2015) as I made my way south to escape the Bakken for a few days. Nothing but dust and weeds inhabit the holding pen now and with the warmer spring temps arriving, perhaps a rattler and his prey in days to come.
Lighting was hit or miss (and the next day was simply nasty with fog and scattered rain for my trek to Devils Tower and points west in Wyoming) but it made for somewhat surreal results once I began playing with the processing. It's not HDR (I haven't used Photomatix since the last computer crash, in fact) but the results to which I seemed to gravitate might, perhaps, be considered a somewhat "manual HDR", I suppose.