A board-and-batten cedar gate on a Crescent Heights alley. Hung like a door, not a fence panel.

Crescent Heights is bungalows, elms, and a gravel lane. Not a valley. This gate is a frame-and-batten panel on oversized steel hardware, with a diagonal that lives inside the stile so it does not sag in the second winter. Vertical cedar, even reveals, a cap that sheds snow. From the alley it reads as a shop wall. From the yard it closes the lot.