I grew up in Pennsylvania, but I've lived in the South all my adult life. This scene is very recognizable. North Georgia? I like the placement of the swing in the light open area to emphasize its shape and graphic quality. The reflection in the window opens up the right side of the frame. Lots of strong vertical lines -- power poles, swing chains, signpost on the left. Is this one of those old gas stations with the overhang? If it seems sterile, that's because it is - but that's the reality here. Weeds in the cracks, but the grass is mowed. Plastic siding on the house, but peeling paint on the rafters. Interesting dichotomies.