Day #116
Driving down muddy dirt road, just off the highway. You enter a clearing... someone,many someones have been logging. The wild flowers have started to take over, wild lupins, daisies, butter cups, and fire weed. There in the scrubs, grass and wild flowers is a fence or what is left of a fence.
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| Fence |
Did someone live here? Was this the place they kept their live stock? Did you home stead here, and then left like so many others for a life in the city?
Thank you for stopping in and taking a peek!
See you next time!
Jewels
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