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i was coming home from durango from a dance rehearsal when i remembered staring at this barn on the way in that morning. i've passed by it so many times that i didn't even see it anymore. i don't remember ever seeing it. i guess that happens when you see something so much that you forget it's even there.

i didn't notice until i started editing the picture that there's a white line shooting across the sky from an airplane. i think that just adds so much to the picture. sometimes, it's the subtleties that make the photo.