One of the supports for the rafters in the barn. Something tells me it's not very supportive anymore...
This was taken during one of my walks through the woods up north. I rounded a bend in the path and found this *enormous* grove of Queen Anne's Lace flowers (my new favorite wildflower). I can't explain how massive the patch was; this photo does it little justice. It was magical, and almost forbidden for its little grove was entirely surrounded by thorny raspberry and blackberry bushes. Every time I go into that patch of woods I find something new, something that inspires me and bridges the world of the visible with the world of the invisible. (That's why I always carry my runes with me when I walk in them.)
