Some HDR used here and color adjust in PS 4
Found this one thought I lost when one of my hard drives crased, but this one survived.
This image is croped
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Maybe a little over processed (as if I one to say :)) but still a good photograph with nice contrasting colors, lighting, and composition. Good Capture.
The red really stands out. Not sure if I'm a big fan of the processing (but I didn't vote lower because of it). The photo is interesting and makes me want to know the story. I like it.
The post processing on this makes the image really busy in the bottom half so I am forced to look upwards to the simpler sky... but I keep falling back into the ground...
He lay there, having long since expended his energy calling for help. Lay there with a broken handle, and unable to turn himself over again. Lay there in the bitter winds and harsh landscape of the open plains, alone.
He knew that this was probably the end. It was getting cold. So cold. He moved in and out of feverish dreams and hallucinations. Gardening tools of his past came and went from his thoughts. His father, the riding mower. His mother, the Garden Weasel. Little Jenny, the fan rake, who he swore he would marry one day.
A tear slipped down his tire, and dropped into the dead and frozen grass, as life slipped from him slowly, and he began to succumb to the elements.
It was then, on the verge of his consciousness, that he heard the shout, and his mind told him that it was only another vision. It wasn't real. There was no-one out here. He would die alone.
The shouts grew louder, and stronger, and then they were there. A couple of hiking Dollies. They rushed over to him, and his miracle came true.