2012-03-09 // 07:26:14
sniki
Simply true.

2012-03-09 // 06:33:18
jstark
I love this.

^ The funny thing is I went into the back yard to take a picture of a bare tree (before spring arrives and ruins it with all those tiny leaves), but I couldn't get the tripod to tilt up at the angle I wanted, so I aborted the attempt. When I swung the tripod head back to level it was pointing at this exact scene. No kidding, I didn't even have to move the tripod at all, just refocused and shot. Makes me feel sheepish for even taking credit for it, but there you go.

2012-03-08 // 14:26:28
BastianK
The limb makes it so special.
Iove it!

^ I agree that it adds balance. Without it...no good! Thanks for noticing.

2012-03-08 // 14:13:36
Migorn
Totally agree with nnini. And the focus that could be disturbing is rather soothing...
No story about the neighbors ?

^ No story about the neighbors at all. The title refers to a Robert Frost poem, and I used that on purpose because the poem makes the comment that building walls and fences and divisions between people is not always a good thing. We hardly know any of our neighbors. This photo is shot over our back fence, and I have no idea what the people who live in that house even look like. How sad!

2012-03-08 // 14:09:12
nnini
I love the clean geometry of this. It's calming.

^ Thank you. I felt exactly the same way when I first saw the image, too. Not so much on the ground glass, but when combined with that expired Polaroid magic....