Fences

“He is all pine and I am apple orchard.
My apple trees will never get across
And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him.
He only says, ‘Good fences make good neighbors.’” —Robert Frost (“Mending Wall,” 1914)

I took several frames of this subject and I thought at least one of them would look kind of cool. Not so much; they were all disappointing. But all my eggs were in this basket, so this is today’s post. It’s not really a fence, but it looked like fencing to me.

A year ago (“Sorry — another droplet!”): http://365project.org/rhoing/365/2011-02-21

[Joyce Wells]

I love Robert Frost, and I love this poem -too bad it wasn't an old rustic wooden fence! Great shot anyway!

[Rick Schies]

Nice one anbd it works well. Robert Frost is probably one of my favorites.

[Thom Mitchell]

@sparkleplenty1 @digitalrn How many mathematicians or applied mathematicians are big fans of poetry? Hmmm. I do like the one about miles to go: I think Clare still knows that one by heart!