neglecting respect

Show indifference to the shades of gray reflecting my years of defying weather.

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When I keep coming back to a photo, sometimes the initial attraction changes. After enjoying the contrast between the snow, sky and frost, now I look for the distant dip in the fence and the narrowing gap between the posts.

Deride my lines and cracks as though character didn’t matter.

Act surprised at my longevity in a tough prairie environ.

Ignore that I once was a beautiful tree with light streaming through my branches.

Mock my lowly duty of holding up three strands of barbed wire every day of the year.

Brush over my higher purpose of minding the cattle that ultimately tease your palette.

Lump me in with all the other fence posts as though we’re all the same,

… and then you have the audacity to wonder why I’m not particularly excited that you photograph me for a few seconds when you claim to find “interesting light” behind me?

Mark me down as unimpressed – your readers deserve the truth!

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What could be more familiar than three barbed wires nailed to a prairie fence post? And yet, this one is remarkably different.

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  1. joserasan66 says:

    Me Encanta La Serie. La Última Fotografía Es Impresionante.

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  2. mflahertyphoto says:

    You’re sorta funny Lyle.

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  3. Scott Marshall says:

    one assumes this fence post love

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  4. melodylowes says:

    It takes a special eye to turn mundane into remarkable – LOVE the words you used to draw us into the world of this incredibly intelligent specimen…

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  5. artsifrtsy says:

    Just like snowflakes – no two are exactly the same

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  6. Phil Lanoue says:

    I appreciate the narrowing gap in the posts in the first image as well. As the size diminishes toward the left corner adds interest as well. Very nicely done.

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  7. doraiswamyganesh says:

    Dear friend , The last time I saw a fence surrounded by snow and dry leaves was in my son’s house in England, many years ago. Your beautiful pictures have brought back nostalgic memories of those lovely days.Thank you for the lovely pictures.Ganesh.

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  8. rachel bar says:

    Wow! This one really got to me. Your eye which can see things I cannot, and your poetry which speaks for the post of the lowly post of wood. Your vision elevated the ordinary!

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    • lylekrahn says:

      Thanks Rachel – really appreciate that. On a day when I couldn’t find what I was looking for (wildlife) I was able to see beauty elsewhere – I’m hoping to do that more often.

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  9. Mike Powell says:

    There is nothing familiar about a prairie fence post and three strands of barbed wire–they evoke to me a lifestyle with which I am utterly unfamiliar. Nevertheless it is easy find beauty in the lines and color and textures in the photo. For a minute I thought you were doing publicity for the Department of De-fence.

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    • lylekrahn says:

      The Department of De-fence will have to get along with me!!! Another reminder that we live in such different worlds. I probably see barbed wire fences every time I go out to shoot and mostly they just melt into the familiar. It’s a good challenge to try to see my world through eyes of someone who is not familiar with it.

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  10. motioners says:

    I love photo’s of fences. There is a mystery about why it was built? Nice photo. bill

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  11. vanbraman says:

    Thanks for the memories of building fence when I worked on a ranch. I am glad that I built and repaired fence in the summer and not in winter. It looks a bit cold :-).

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    • lylekrahn says:

      Yes, I think that was a good plan to do that in summer! It wasn’t particularly cold the day I took that photo but I was lying down on the snow to get the right angle and I didn’t want to do that for too long.

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  12. Lakshani Suranga says:

    This is so sublime! Great work.

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  13. Seenorway says:

    Never two just alike! But then that goes for most things around us made by nature: Trees, bushes, plants, skies, sunsets, waterfalls, mountains, rocks, ice – you name it. Perhaps that’s why we are never growing tired of them?

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