Fencing

Steve Markley
Jun 15, 2019
1 min read

Hunched up in a hedge row, watching the woods grow. Just a little breath of air and time to talk to myself. Right next to a pile of steer drops. Long ago, I managed to find my peace along these country fences and hedges, they have always guided me. The barbs on the wires remind me to keep within the borders, know the limits when there are no limits.

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