25 FEB 09
My daughter had an away game with her junior varsity soccer team. They were playing at a field we'd been to before with a different team; it was actually a large and pretty darned nice soccer complex. When my son and I got there, it was a chilly evening, and we ended up having to go back out to the truck a couple times. Lucky for us there wasn't many people there.
One of the times we were heading back to the bleachers, I happened to look down at where the bleacher legs met the cement pads. There were these wonderful rusty bolts. At least, they were wonderful from a photography perspective. I certainly hope they weren't rusted through and in danger of breaking.
For our purposes here, we'll say the rusty bolts were wonderful. Wonderful enough to be photographed. I took a handful of pictures of them; this one was my favorite.
Nothing new in the post-processing: noise reduction, sharpening, curves adjustment and border addition.
(Yes, the post title is a lame attempt at a B-52's reference.)
