This old telephone pole has been outside of the home I grew up in, even before my time.
Its seen its share of missing people, lost pets, garage sales, advertisements for just about everything you can think of.
It makes me think of summer.
Though I feel terrible for all of the lost children and animals that never get found, I still love looking at it.
Some people return to take their signs down but most leave them to fall apart in the rain.
The nails and screws go up higher than I can reach with my camera.
I guess I just wanted to take photos of this old telephone pole tonight because I have a feeling it’ll need to be replaced soon. Its something Ive been looking at all my life.
Im feeling super nostalgic tonight in case you couldnt tell lol