Fencing

     “Something there is that doesn’t love a wall”, er, make that a fence.  I have a hard time thinking of anything that does love a fence.  Tumbleweeds?

    Anyway, harvest is over and it hasn’t rained, so time to catch up on some odd jobs.  Like fixing the mailbox after the combines knocked it over yet again.

         The sign had to be rewelded.

         Back to normal. 

      Note where some mental giant demonstrated his prowess with an automatic weapon, probably done from a vehicle in motion.  (Entry point just above the flag arm, exit just below the last "94".)  That knocked it over, too.  But the sign is back in good order.

      The farm yard has been "hayed", mowed and raked.  The hay is pretty dry.

     New garage doors are on order.  Which leaves the fence.  There isn’t much romantic about fencing.  Right now, I’m pulling 60 or 70 year old neglected fence, much of which has gone underground.

     See the fence?  No?  It’s there, underground.  Ford tractor to the rescue. 

    This device was invented to sever tree roots from big trees that hog the moisture and nutrients from little trees.

    

      Elms from the left send their roots over into the spruce at right.  When that happens, the spruce don't do very well.

    The machine didn’t work too well for severing roots because it doesn’t go deep enough.  But it works pretty well for disinterring ancient barb wire.

     Then the wire hs to be rolled up and hauled off.

    And then there is still some fence to be built for cattle who will be hungry later this summer.  Post driving is a lot of work for one person.  Here is the weaponry and what’s been done.

      And here is what is left to do.

      The new wire is there, used as a guideline to keep the posts in somewhat of a straight line. 

    And then there is still this half mile to remove wire, some of which is actually above ground.  The new wire is there, too.  I plan to fasten it to the old posts temporarily.

      I have some shop work to do too, if it ever rains enough to drive me indoors.