Scene Of Crime, Rochester

Sometimes I spot something and find it darkly incongruous, troubling or strangely, blackly surreal, something that jars. For some reason this scene struck me and I'm not sure why. I'm pretty sure it wasn't a crime scene as behind the fluttering tape was a large collapsed tree, it's leaves still waving in the blustery conditions but it definitely had a weird, ominous feeling to it.