Every so often, you come across the incongruous and must record it. But a record doesn't have to be forensic or the stuff of ledgers. We camped among the ponderosa pines this summer and above our heads, someone had nailed this joker to the tree. We didn't notice it for some time but that sinister face caught my eye while boiling some water for coffee. I could barely reach the spot just below where I held my camera. I liked looking up into the canopy with the deeply receding space going out of focus.
Sometimes an image can't be explained. We just become attracted and act. That's reason enough.