Hello there. Just wanted to share a story with you. Fences are a pretty odd thing one to be fascinated with, but I am It all began a long time ago when I was a little boy. I went to visit my ndfather on his farm. He was showing me around the big farm and we went for walks in the zing fields where he had sheep and cows. The fields were fenced with a high fence made out of timber logs – he explained to me that the fence held the animals inside and kept the wolves outside, and that it was very important since the animals along with crops were his only income of food. Since then, whenever I saw a fence I remembered my grandfather’s story and appreciated it more.

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