Postcards from the Backroads

More from the back roads. As you know I love a fence in the great wide open.

More from the back roads. As you know I love a fence in the great wide open.

A few blades down but still standing.

A few blades down but still standing.

I couldn't tell if he had lost the battle or was just waiting for the next round to start fighting again.

I couldn’t tell if he had lost the battle or was just waiting for the next round to start fighting again.

Sometimes the gravel goes on and on.... when I'm lucky.

Sometimes the gravel goes on and on…. when I’m lucky.

This landscape seemed to be black and white in it's mood.

This landscape seemed to be black and white in it’s mood.

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