Walking around the grounds of the Highland Meadow Vineyards on an early morning in September, I caught the sun beaming through the trees illuminating this fountain.
Cables
Running Water, Standing Water
Something about this sink, at the end of a dock, surrounded by standing water, captured my imagination. Perhaps its the raw utility of a sink propped up on 2x4s? Or maybe the slow but inevitable encroachment of nature and the elements?