Shot Notes
From my backyard I saw this farmer this morning, mowing the grass. I liked the pale morning light, the old tractor, the whole atmosphere, but the red handkerchief (with on every corner a knot) on his head was the finishing touch here.
“We split up come the springtime
I never seen Frank again
‘Cept one rainy night he blew by me on grainer
Shouted my name and disappeared in the rain and the wind”
[Bruce Springsteen]
I never seen Frank again
‘Cept one rainy night he blew by me on grainer
Shouted my name and disappeared in the rain and the wind”
[Bruce Springsteen]
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* Hard work. Been there, done that, but it was a long time ago.
sherri @ 2008-06-03 20:46:57
* The 300 captures the guy’s space rather well here . . his intensity in the larger landscape.
AG @ 2008-06-04 01:08:17
* mooi,mooi
nog een fijne week toedeloe
hildeke @ 2008-06-04 20:26:02