The siblings were standing in the barn and I saw they were silhouetted from the light coming in at the end of the barn...I thought it would make a great black/white silhouette picture. I flicked the photo to black/white then used a filter in Fotor. Reminds me of the sibling poem by: Clara Ortega: "To the outside world, we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were..."