New Fences, and Old Ones

My brother and I took down an old fence. Our neighbors put up a new one and, when they measured, it ended up that we gained an extra foot and a half in our yard! The space between the two fences was just big enough for me to fit in! I felt like Luke Skywalker! But, just like his fighter jet, I don’t go in reverse, so my brother had to start on the project a little earlier than he thought in order to take out enough of the fence to get me out.

Here we are the evening before we finished the rest of the project. My brother toasted my release from the Death Star corridor and the new fence with a Man Hat.

I don’t think about it much, but I guess I’m in better shape than my brother. He was sweating and panting a lot. As you can see, I’m as fresh as a daisy. Of course, I was the Supervisor. I think this job will be good training for my new position as Prime Rib Minister of the Winstonian Republics.

Well, here we are with all the up and down pieces taken down. I supervised from inside the house while my brother took down all the framing parts – it was hot outside! But, at least he got cooled off by a rain storm while he was moving all the wood to the side yard.

We celebrated a job well done that evening. My brother had some drink called a “Bully Aardvark: Yay!” That is the funniest name! At least I think that’s what he said. He made it with some of the Bourbon that he and our friend Mike found when they were on that trail in Kentucky. I guess in Kentucky they have bottles of Bourbon instead of good intentions.

Well, I hope you have a nice surprise today, like finding out that your yard is a foot and a half bigger than you thought! And then I hope you come up with a great way to use that gift – without getting stuck in the middle in the process!

Love, Winston