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It’s my mother’s fault, really.
It’s a long story.
I’ll shorten it and
just tell you that
because of my mother’s desire
for a particular bloom she spotted
in a field on the other side of a huge
a chain fence
during my
formidable years;  

I have a different response to fences than most of you.  

When you see
a fence and
a gate and
a lock
you most likely
assume you are not to
cross that fenced boundary.  

And that would be a
reasonable, rational,
possibly law abiding
assumption on your part.  

When I see a fence, I see a challenge.

You have to see it through my eyes though.  Which is why I have included these visual aides...

I was out with my husband on a road not traveled much and as we passed the fence  

I saw this and thought, “That could be beautiful against this Texas sky!”

and so could this:

and this:

But even more tantalizing was just beyond where my camera could get a satisfying look of this:

and so I knew I must go over, go under or go through that fence and into that ancient cemetery.

So I could get these:

And this cemetary,friends,is where my husband and I celebrated our 21st wedding anniversary this evening instead of our fancy, romantic dinner.

And I couldn’t be happier about it!

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