I live on the very edge of town. So, literally if I take a right at the end of my street I'll be headed toward down town. If I take a left, ranch homes, wide open spaces, and sky. This fence actually borders a golfing range about a mile and a half down from my house. I pulled over to photograph it because of the texture, but I also liked a wide-angle shot of the three corner posts, the dead grass, and blue sky. So they're both here. I don't like to shoot without having a theme, or purpose in mind. These two images together could easily be metaphorically Texas: rough, worn, sun damaged, yet durable, reliable. Well, maybe the way Texas markets itself anyway.
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