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The hunters having taken their trophy left behind the carcass to be picked over by the scavengers. They quickly stripped it down to the bones that lay there on the forest floor exposed to the elements for years becoming weathered and polished with the passage of time. Now old and brittle they face the final indignity. Then some idiot photographer comes along and gets it all wrong. Such is life.
Enjoy and your comments welcomed.
All I know is "Dead Trees Don't Wear Plaid."
I feel like I have woken up in a brush pile. Cool shot.
TicK
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