Rust Bucket

One day, while driving down a country road, barely big enough to accommodate two passing cars, Girlfriend spotted an old car on the edge of a field. I knew it would make for a great picture, but I repressed it and kept driving. Meanwhile, Girlfriend continued to demand that I turn around and capture the rustic beauty of the car. It took about a half mile for her to finally convince me. The sky clashed perfectly against the heavily rusted car, and I was just going crazy with my camera.

After very little editing I finally produced this:

Why wouldn't you name it Rust Bucket?

This car was by far one of my favorite land subjects. One can only think what this car was doing in such a random location. But at least I found it and captured its beauty.

Say Cheese.