A Giant Shadow

I like shadows.  I'm not sure why, but the two-dimensional, monochromatic abstractions of the world fascinate me.  On my way to work, there's a large grassy lawn - really large, much bigger than the typical lawn here.  It is also on a slope, so it rises up into view.  On the eastern edge of this lawn is a tall white pine tree, with branches that have been trimmed off following damage from storms, so there's a long bare trunk and then a number of asymmetrical branches.

In the early morning, as the sun crests the hill to the east, the tree casts a giant shadow out across the lawn for several hundred feet.  A projection of the tree onto a gently curving surface, it's sheer size - the shadow is much larger than the tree itself - and simplicity compel attention.