The highway was icy and the wind was cold and it would not be wise to stop on the road under these conditions. I took a few photos through the windshield and they show the driving conditions at the time but they were not what I call a “keeper” photo.
Eventually I turned around and headed for home a little disappointed by the lack of keepers. Then suddenly a little voice in my head said, Turn here! Turn here!
I slowed on the icy highway and carefully turned down an old gravel road that sees little traffic during the course of the day. After a short drive nothing interesting was in view so I decided to turn around and head back to the highway. I stopped in a driveway to make the turn and suddenly saw the mail box. It was perfect, so I jumped out and faced the driving wind and snapped the above photo.
The mail box is weathered and rusted from countless years in the prairie weather. it is tired and leaning and has been braced and propped in an effort to extend it’s life.
The old license plates are the reflective kind and were nailed up to help the motorists avoid the mailbox hanging over the edge of the road in the dark.
I do not know what you think, but I like it. Its a keeper. I find it pays to listen to the little voices that say “turn here!”