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Church yard


We're coming up to the church, it's a modern replacement for an old building so here is it's fence instead.  Over the road there is a big flock of ducks settled in the white paddock.

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  1. Super shot. The white paddock, the sun filtering through and the old fence dragging your eye into the picture. A great rural scene. I hope you make a calendar of these shots.

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  2. Yeah, I love fences like this. You know each of those posts has a name. See that little busted one ... what is it called ... I used to know. My father spent manymany hours building fences on our farm. I have googled to try to find the names of various posts, but to no avail. I shall have to ask my brother when he returns from the UK in a coupla weeks.

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  3. I don't know anything about fences other than that I like the look of them.

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  4. The composition is perfect!

    Joan, I'm not aware of any Royal Hotel here.

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