Fence
I’m building a fence. Or rather I’m re-building one. When we bought our property where I currently live there was a wooden fence along the back of the two lots. It was old when we moved in. Fourteen years later it’s older still. Worn, weathered, and beaten down. And now, in my regenerative days, I am replacing it. And I am doing it in sections. It’s less of a project that way and feels more manageable.
Currently, section one is nearing completion. I am putting up the pickets. When that is finished, I will stain the wood with some sort of UV protection and move on to the next section. I’ve already plotted that out. I am retaining poles where possible and reusing wood that is re-useable. As I planned my attack, I surveyed wood fences from here to Houston and looked at features I liked. I’m putting in a 2X6 rot board. I’m using six foot pickets with three, 2X4 runners. I’m attaching everything with screws. It will be the tightest fence I’ve ever built.
As I go, I’m going slow. I want things as level and as square as possible. The latter is a little hard to accomplish since I’m reusing poles, but it’s a money saving compromise. So, I’m willing to accept some imperfections. And that’s a pretty good approach, because nothing or anyone is perfect, and this is the best I can do given my circumstances. And that’s known as making do with what you’ve got. I think they call it sweat equity, and there’s plenty of that.