An old fence near the Trinity Site in New Mexico. I’m adding it to Friday Fences.
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Always Backroads 
That is a very old one indeed. Like the way the wood is completely weathered out. Nice shot. Thanks for showing.
i like the texture in the wood!
neat shot. looks like it would break with a rough wind. i wonder?! ( :
I bet it sings in the wind.
ahhh, beautiful, esp w/ the blue sky background =)
Very nice…love the texture of the old wood n that hole is unique!
There are gaps and holes in our lives. Sometimes we are held together by our will alone. But if we constrict our outlook not allowing for movement, we might shatter as the wood in the photo would splinter and break if the wire were wrapped more closely. Your photo resonates with me as I continue to process my grief work allowing for the concept, if not the effect, of movement in my life. Beauty has many guises. Thank you.
What a beautiful idea you have expressed. Thank you.
I would love to know just how long that has been there! It made a great shot.
It’s about to break…what an interesting shot. One could write a poem, an essay, a book about this! An analogy for so much. Beautiful!
I love this! It would only take a good push to knock it down, but it holds and does its job despite its frailty. Nice photo.
Happy Easter!
Testament to the energy of that area in the past. Scarred and fragile but still hanging on.
Love this it tells it’s own story…