Thursday, March 29, 2012

Corner Posts

I grew up with barbed wire fences. When I was younger we called them "bobbed wire" fences. They were just a fact of life. They weren't designed to stop, or even slow, down young boys because we could walk right through them, but they were something to be reckoned with if you ignored them. They were not something you wanted to run into while riding your bike, for example.  This fence is made of "cedar" logs which are really juniper trees. Because of the climate and the type of wood, this fence may well outlast civilization as we know it.

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