Please join us as we navigate the dusty trail of trials, tribulations, termites and torments interspersed with Labradorean architectural and archeological digs. We dig our house and he digs our yard, literally. T’was built in 1939 and we own the ole green ... bungalow?
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Hence The Fence
Well the fence is now pretty well complete except for gate openers. Gonna wear my gopher suit to tunnel under the driveway soon. Hopefully, the gate integrates well with the house even though it's aluminum. More durable some would argue than wrought iron, at least less maintenance. Now the hound dog can share his operatic vocalizations with all passersby. Lucky them. He's a good boy, just loud. The other side gets a smaller picket fence. We wanted to keep it open as much as we could so that someday we can try to get some roses in there. Unless the oaks are too shady in which case we might revert to sand spurs. Managed to get the sprinklers working along the north roadside after patching up a broken irrigation pipe. Now the weeds can properly flourish.
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