So, taking some photographs around my parents house I realized that all of the things I found interesting to photograph where rusted. I guess I find rust inherently interesting. Knowing that at one time it was a shiny metal object and now it has decayed to something, though perhaps less useful, is more interesting to me.
Both pictures were taken with my Nikon D3100 with the 18-55 mm kit lens and a UV filter. I did some very mild light adjustments in Aperture. I don't like doing too much post production on my pictures, but I am kind of feeling my way through Aperture.
I found the lock particularly interesting. I'm not sure exactly what I think it symbolizes, but I found the idea of a device that was buried in the ground, still locked, but slowly being unlocked not with a key, but with time.
My nephew Blake actually dug it up in my parents back yard.
This well pump is actually in my parents side yard and no longer works.