The double post

There you go. I’ve hammered away for a good 10 minutes. The wooden obstruction is sitting plain, painfully rammed to the depths of hades. A secondary vantage point for the crows. Another little point of urination for the dogs in the neighbourhood. The stake in the mud; the steak in my pie. El Segundo. The rebirth of an idea – the fixture for all future fencing. I now have my double post.

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