Saturday, May 17, 2008
My son Patrick came over to our house yesterday to move some gardenias that we had planted too close to the house, and he suggested we replace the well-worn pickets on the fence between the house and the garage, which he did, and magnificently. Here it is in progress. The grey wood pieces are parts of the old fence, the posts and rails. The fence is of cedar, which gave my car a divine scent on the way home from the lumberyard.