Flying down the highway at, er, ummm... 55 mph... and the sudden urge to hit the brakes catches me as I spy this barn off to my left. Actually, I spied an old wagon and a tire swing hanging from a tree right in front of the barn, but those shots will come later.
This were almost an afterthought, yet I kind of like it more, I think. A classic and somewhat cliché shot, yet interesting nonetheless. I think what sets it off for me are the contrasting colors.
Oh, and just in case you were wondering, I didn't actually slam on the brakes (though the thought did occur to me). I drove ahead to an intersection and did a u-turn. Safety first, ya know.