I live on an old road. There are things in its one-mile length that go back to the Revolutionary War. The utility poles, while not quite that old, were weathered and in need of replacement. So the local power company replaced them with newer, taller poles, with the power lines strung along the very top of each pole.
One of the problems with the old poles was that some were too far apart, causing the wires of the various utilities to sag greatly between them. The fix was to add some new poles. The bad news is that one of these new poles is directly in front of my house, and it partially blocks my view of the sunrise. The good news is that it provided an opportunity for some new pictures.