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by Jeff Phillippi
$50.00
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You'll never run out of power again! If the battery on your smartphone or tablet is running low... no problem. Just plug your device into the USB port on the top of this portable battery charger, and then continue to use your device while it gets recharged.
With a recharge capacity of 5200 mAh, this charger will give you 1.5 full recharges of your smartphone or recharge your tablet to 50% capacity.
When the battery charger runs out of power, just plug it into the wall using the supplied cable (included), and it will recharge itself for your next use.
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My image, The Corner Post, has been popular over the years. When I first began making this image it was the green prairie, cattle and broken sunlight... more
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1.80" W x 3.875" H x 0.90" D
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My image, The Corner Post, has been popular over the years. When I first began making this image it was the green prairie, cattle and broken sunlight that appealed to me. As I continued to work the image with the camera, however, I became drawn to the fence. Specifically, the texture of the weather worn hedge posts and the contrast of the rusted barbwire. The fence posts appear to have stood the test of time. They have undoubtedly battled endless sun, wind, rain, ice and snow. The barbwire comes and goes, however, as noted by the new strands mixed in with the older rusted wires. The coiled wire is a testament to past repairs and the fence menders attitude of waste not, want not.
Leaning against a tree, foot sore from endless walking through fields and fence rows, I rest, a shotgun cradled loosely in my arms. I've paused in a woodlot on the far side of my grandparent's farm. Dad is 40 yards to my left working his way through the timber with our dog. The air is cold, but the sun warms my face. It is quiet. I could take a nap right here. My mind begins to drift but something brings me back. Peeping and cooing noises slowly work into my consciousness along with the tick and scrape of leaves on the ground. The chaos of fall leaves, tree trunks and buck brush gives way to an orderly line of quail marching through the undercover in single file - bobbing their heads as they go. Less than 20 feet away the squad of...
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Jeff Phillippi
Thanks Christopher. Looks like we roam some of the same territory.
Christopher McKenzie
Most excellent image.