Snow may be the final blow for these pickets hanging low.

Fluttering Fence
Frail rail
rotting in jail
without bail
precarious flail
missed a key nail
leaning til it fails
that’ll end this tale
and its boat will sail
as it hits the dale.
–Rebecca Cuningham
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Resplendent rotting rail!
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That’s the spirit! Marvelous, Memorable Margaret!
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😉
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A perfect metaphor for where we stand with COVID-19.
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Scary but true, Rosaliene.
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Whoopsy daisy! 🙂 🙂
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Was it hit by a gale?
We have a fence a bit like that, but less snowy and a lot taller. It gets replaced Monday!
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Good one, Kim 🙂 Or a whale.
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😀
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Fantastic falling fence foto. 🙂
janet
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Thanks, Janet! Fantastic photo feedback.;)
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Wonderful little poem R! I hope those fences don’t fall down!
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Thanks, Carol Anne! Me too 🙂
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