Old fences hold so much life and textures all by themselves and then when there is something stark and contrasting like barb wire it draws me in. This fence line calls me back over and over. The aging wood with its light green lichen reach to the damp air like fingers, moss blanketing tops and sides. And the webs. The spiders sending their silk all across every possible surface with dew drops defying all laws of gravity. Beautiful things.
A girl looking for God's masterpieces in everyday life. Finding contentment in the here and now. Loving sharing the treasures I have found on my life's journey.
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