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Red Rules


Taken for no other reason than I thought it looked pretty.  A change from my usual abandoned building shots.

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  1. It does, indeed. In the good old days, cottages on farms were not painted on the outside ... nor panelled on the inside!

    This one has at least a tank on each end, and a shed, and the wierdest place for a garage ... and look at those tiny tiny windows ... is that to the south?

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  2. That shade of red on a country shed reminds me of rural America for some reason.

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  3. What a terrific shot. Perfect.

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  4. Julie, I don't have your nose for north, south, east and west so can't say. And those windows are small aren't they. I think it was more open on the non-garage side.

    Winam, it's the colour. Barns are often this colour in rural America but rarely here.

    Jim, thanks.

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  5. Pretty is always reason enough, at least for me.

    I like how you framed this.

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  6. The red pops up and the composition is lovely.

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  7. One of the best reasons for taking a photo I reckon :)

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