I love the rolling hills of the Palouse country of Washington, with its contours and curves and the occasional fenceline, all of which lead your eye through a photograph and provide so much interest. We're all waiting impatiently for snow to cover the landscape, and soon these contours will be softened by snow, the fence a stark black against white. I can hardly wait.
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