I love juxtaposition between relics of human presence, and the more obscure the better, and nature. This massive wheel is one of the few remnants of an old township in southern MO. The wheel was transported in segments by a team of ox when the mill was originally constructed.
It was difficult navigating all of the overgrowth even during fall, but I think I managed to reign in the chaos.
Niikon D3200, 18-55 mm