Never Too Late to Finish the Job!

Over a year after a used, dog-eared, wooden fence was erected at our parsonage dwelling, the installation is finally complete! Youth and their mentors from the Central Church of Christ in Cleveland, TN put up the transplanted fence panels at our residence for us over the span of two days. Though the available panels did not completely enclose any section of our yard, it did provide us some privacy for using our back porch area; Bonnie and I have breakfast out there often, provided it is neither too hot and humid or too cold. On either end of the yard graced by the stockade fence, it was open to all comers, especially four-legged creatures who either wanted to sleep on the porch swing, lie in the flowerbeds or leave us unwelcome presents in the grass.

Several weeks ago, Bonnie and essentially sewed together two short fence panels, one of which had been a gate, to extend the fence line some. Saturday, September 3 – Labor Day Weekend – our vacationing daughter Rebecca, Bonnie and I spent the entire day erecting two and a half more fence panels and fence posts that I purchased to finally completely enclose a portion of our yard; I don’t know how much of a holiday it proved to be for our daughter, but we greatly appreciate her help – somebody has to do all the heavy lifting! 😉 Naturally, we had to re-engineer the project on the fly, as nothing worked out exactly as I had imagined that it would; that’s par for the course for me! We have one used, bent (badly warped), eight-foot long fence post, one hinge and half a fence panel left; what does it mean when I always have parts left over?

Part of the re-engineering involved taking apart one of the landscaping timbered flowerbeds, shortening the pieces and reassembling them. In total, we reworked the landscaping timbers of three flowerbeds, two of which were infested with fire ants – unknown to us until we dug into them; there were no telltale ant mounds to warn us. Consequently, especially Bonnie, but Rebecca and I have some ugly looking fire ant bites on our extremities. Fire ants got into one of Bonnie’s gloves and up our pants legs!

Subsequently, we have planted some more flowers, added new, enriched potting soil and are planning to beautify especially what we can see from the porch swing. We now have our own little sitting garden – that is, our own if you don’t count the mosquitoes, etc. that we are trying to convince to stay off the porch. Finally, we have a fence and are back into the original human family business – gardening (think, Garden of Eden).

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