I am confronted by ampersands continually - and have stopped photographing those made by my own curly hair, by elastic bands, and by pieces of bailer twine on the floor of the stable yard, but I rather like this one.
It's a piece of string tied to a stable door. You can just make out the horse behind it, with a warm stable rug, and a bed of straw.
I think that one of the reasons we love ampersands so much is that they occur naturally, all around us!
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