She leans in silence, years drift by, her boards still guard each hopeful sigh.Though time has dimmed her oak and gleam, she keeps memories latched in weathered dreams…

September 8, 2025
She leans in silence, years drift by, her boards still guard each hopeful sigh.Though time has dimmed her oak and gleam, she keeps memories latched in weathered dreams…

What a beautiful shot! I wonder throughout the years what news has passed through those gates?
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Thank you so much, Eden! ☺️ I’ve thought the very same thing. If only this old gate could talk.
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