Late this afternoon, I drove to Pope Farm Park, a small county park that sits high on steep hills overlooking a narrow valley in an area of Wisconsin that was not flattened by glaciers in the last Ice Age. Once the site of a farm, an old stone fence remains as a boundary between present-day farm fields and the park. A weather front crossing the Midwest brought 50 mile per hour winds, but I managed to take this photo of the lines created by trees, fence, path and field.
Last night, I went out at dusk in a steady rain and took this photo of train tracks while sitting in the car. Fortunately, no trains came by as I sat on the tracks!