242|365 Beyond the Post (9/3/11)
Inside my fence I can see so many things and it seems safe in there. The strong posts, the tall fence, the vegetation, the overly friendly neighbor’s dog that visits. I can see things on the other side of the fence. The blurry moon, the pretty sky, the trees. I can hear the people, the cars, the pets.
We build fences for protection, to keep things in as well as to keep things out.
I had an interesting day with a surprising encounter that resulted in a pleasant visit. I suspect, however, their barrier will remain in place. Looking beyond the barrier, beyond the fence post, may never happen. Still, I’m happy for today’s opportunity.