Day 100 - Rusty

The only thing separating our back yard from the dairy farm field behind us is a rusty ol' wire/barbed wire fence. Barely hanging on to the wooden and equally rusty metal posts that hold it up, it has definitely seen better days. Since it's his fence and he clearly has little interest in keeping it in sound repair, I'm thankful that the cows have been moved to another field but often wonder what the farmer is going to do when the silly thing disintegrates altogether.

Day #140 - Mending fences...

Seems like there's always something needs doing when you own a house. And then, of course, while you're in the process of doing one thing, something else always comes up that needs doing as well. So, Lew worked hard again today replacing a rotting fence post where he was putting in the rock border.