I love unusual juxtapositions, don’t you? While in the Amish country recently, we discovered some pretty nice boutiques, including this one with all things French and beautiful.
Here’s another view:
See the little bird next to the glass? I missed that the first time. When I’m shooting, I don’t notice every little detail. I’m concentrating on the framing of the composition, the light and the depth of field (dof).
Now for some Amish country:
I edited this with some “vintage” effects on Photoscape. The sign is for a secondhand store called The Dump, believe it or not. I love vintage signs.
There are silos everywhere in Lancaster County. They remind me of growing up in the Midwest and visiting my grandparents. I didn’t grow up on a farm, but all four of my grandparents did. My paternal grandfather was a “gentleman farmer,” meaning the family nearly starved. My dad learned to play violin at a young age so he and his mother could perform at private parties to make money for the family. He had a really tough life as a child, but never whined about it. Not even once. Dad was actually the most upbeat person I’ve ever known.
Two more shots of the French “vitrine” (shop window):
This lovely shop can be found in Lititz, PA.
Thanks for stopping!