No neat underground cables in our rural world. The internet is delivered atop wooden telegraph poles, and in the case of the houses along our Lane the cable loops through tree branches, vulnerable to high winds. To be honest, it is rare that we lose the internet. We do have high speed fibre to the green telecoms box by the pub in the village, but from there copper cables climb the nearest wooden pole before following the road up to our Lane, occasionally branching off across the fields to serve nearby farms. One local farmer wishing to serve his business with improved internet speed laid his own fibre cable beneath his fields. This was not 100% successful. Every few years he accidentally ploughs too deep, and has to have the cable repaired.
We too in rural France are blessed with wooden poles, though here they plant two, fastened together, maybe because of the strong winds. Nicely composed.
The joys of technology - we don't have underground cables here in the big smoke - still a world of telegraph poles. I love the layers of colour in this image.
