Hubby is quite happy to stop, back up, or turn around for me to shoot something when we are out riding around; but today was the first time he honestly looked confused when I told I wanted to go back to take photos of old power poles :)
We had passed quite a few of them around the little town of Tahora--minus wires, covered in lichen and moss; so, I decided to get photos, maybe the last ones of them ever.
They were just placed here and there except those along the roadside--not at all, in the straight lines we see today--but I thought they had a lot of personality, each one a little different. Sepia seemed appropriate.
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