split-rail

A split-rail fence ran along one side of the road, and on my right, scrubland stretched into infinity.

Crossed J.F. Lewis 2011

A split-rail fence ran along one side of the road, and on my right, scrubland stretched into infinity.

Crossed J.F. Lewis 2011

The details of the place were carefully rendered; a porch swing, a spot for a garden to the side within a low split-rail fence, a path of flat stones to the front steps, puffs of drifted snow on the eaves and windowsills.

The Overton Window Glenn Beck 2010

We kept walking—past the Alpaca Farm, the Dairy Tent, and finally the jam-packed Ox-Pulling Pavilion—until we found ourselves alone beside a split-rail fence that marked the edge of the property.

AMERICAN SUBVERSIVE DAVID GOODWILLIE 2010

The details of the place were carefully rendered; a porch swing, a spot for a garden to the side within a low split-rail fence, a path of flat stones to the front steps, puffs of drifted snow on the eaves and windowsills.

The Overton Window Glenn Beck 2010

The details of the place were carefully rendered; a porch swing, a spot for a garden to the side within a low split-rail fence, a path of flat stones to the front steps, puffs of drifted snow on the eaves and windowsills.

The Overton Window Glenn Beck 2010

It was a grand landscape, everything manicured beyond perfection: the vast lawns behind split-rail fences, green even in the fading light; the mansions and horse fields on not-so-distant hillsides; and the old carriage barns by the road, paint peeling on purpose, rustic in that wealthy way.

AMERICAN SUBVERSIVE DAVID GOODWILLIE 2010

Then, a few hours later, they came to small farms where kids stood near split-rail fences and watched the silent monks in wonder.

Agent Q, or The Smell Of Danger! M. T. Anderson 2010

The details of the place were carefully rendered; a porch swing, a spot for a garden to the side within a low split-rail fence, a path of flat stones to the front steps, puffs of drifted snow on the eaves and windowsills.

The Overton Window Glenn Beck 2010

Then, a few hours later, they came to small farms where kids stood near split-rail fences and watched the silent monks in wonder.

Agent Q, or The Smell Of Danger! M. T. Anderson 2010