A New Jersey couple has their photo taken in a tree downed by a rare, severe "super derecho" windstorm that struck the area two weeks ago. Well doesn't matter if the tree is in the air or on the ground, they're still K-I-S-S-I-N-G.
I feel like tree climbing is a skill that today's youth may be lacking. I blame Tumblr and Glee.
Let's hope not too many golfers witnessed this little spill.
What does the photographer want us to feel when we look at this? Is the tangled kite some kind of a metaphor for her life? Was she somehow riding the giant kite and got stuck in the forest? Who would ride a giant kite next to a bunch of trees, anyway? In conclusion, I strongly dislike forced whimsy.
Aren't you supposed to do that to other people in photos?
