Photo Bombed!

Bombed!

The other day I found myself driving around, working on some new ideas in new locations.  I drove past a wheat field on my way to a location and made a mental note to return on my way home.  There's nothing like finding yourself in the middle of photographing wind whipped wheat and being hit repeatedly in the face.  I can handle the sting of a wheat berry bombardment, but what do you do when the impertinent wheat stalk believes it should be the center of attention?  Make the photograph anyway.  That's what I did.

Of course, I happened to make several other non-photo bombed photographs I liked.  I just didn't like being flogged why trying to make them.