
He brayed and brayed, coming to the fence to see us. V said it was a very appropriate animal for that road.
Since that is his picture and this blog is for mine...

This, along with some other mysterious-to-me machinery, was sitting in a fenced field across from a clay pit. The clay pit had warnings all over it, this side of the road had none. It was odd, and I liked the industrial among the weeds and dirt.
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