I've been looking at this picture on and off for a few weeks and I can't bring myself to hit the delete button.
There is just something there that makes me come back to it, look at it and wonder what in the world I can do with
I used my husband as a tripod, told him not to breathe, but he did anyway..... just when I pushed the shutter button.
It's just one of those 'once in a lifetime' accidents that turn out to be (maybe) keepers. If nothing else, it can maybe make a decent backdrop for another picture.
I tried b/w, but the result was dissappointing.
and one (of many) edits.
Am I just to attached after looking at it since last september? Maybe the thing is growing on me, and I can't let