It just so happened that instead of an old railway tracks I was planning to go to, I ended up in the cemetery. Don't ask. When you have time at hand and camera in your bag then things just happen. Spent good two hours there but only got few good pics. Sun came out late and started to set almost immediately. I tried to search the spots the sun still reached to. This was one of the crosses that glistened in the sun. I couldn't stand next to it so I had to stretch my arm out and shoot blindly.
When I was leaving I suddenly saw that the setting sun had drawn me and the cross next to me on limestone wall. I just couldn't miss that one. Cliché, I know, but I just couldn't resist.