Post natal depression or
post traumatic stress or
post whatever... my hubby has almost had it all... fixing this fence. These posts (no, not the one I am typing) have driven him to it! He really is not keen on the handy man type tasks - but this fence needed fixing. It was beginning to rot underneath and was on the lean. I ripped out the old fence/gate and David replaced the posts. Here they are...
hefty things.... We cut off the rotting wood at the bottom of the fences, repainted, screwed the
palings in (we found the nails had come loose over time) and made some other minor adjustments (major ones really for us, as we are very much
amatures) We spent a couple of days coating and
re coating them, deciding...
re deciding, attaching... realising our mistakes,


re-aligning... you get the idea...
It is all still in progress so will keep you updated. We ended up moving the fence further back than it was originally to make room for some space for a few veggies. We also potted the plants which had survived the prickly berry bush infestation, dug up a mountain of weeds, put down plastic and new soil, built up with railway sleepers around the edge.
This morning Josh and I were able to add a few seedlings...
A peek of things to come:
I personally enjoy it - at least seeing the progress... There is something about being outdoors, enjoying God's world, working hard physically and having the little ones clambering around nearbye bouncing together on the tramp or playing "tea" in the cubby house... a renewed reminder of the blessings that surround me...
More photos to come...