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Yard work

Several years ago Joey Burns and I  began clearing the fence line. I don't  know how many hours we worked in briars but we managed to clear a small section and keep most of it maintained. Then DOT did some road work and cleared out the entire area we had worked on!!
So last year when they built the school and paved the road, they not only took 1/3 of our front yard, they also cleared a good chunk of the fence line (a long with the fence). When we complained about the fence being moved, they put a new barbed wire fence in, but it's  no longer on the property line.
So we've  once again started tackling the task of clearing the fenceline and repairing what is left of the old fence. Josh and Jake have done an incredible amount of work and I can't  believe how much progress they've  made in just a few days!
 The trees in this pic is where DOT stopped clearing. From immediately in front of the trees to the woods is how much they've accomplished.
 And here you can see where they've  found the original fence line!

 This is the "creek bed" where water runs from the road towards the pond. One of our goals in this project is for the water to flow this way again and not flood the side yard.
And this shot is from the woods looking back toward the trees. I think it shows a better view of how much distance the boys have covered!

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Anonymous said…
glad to know they are helping!!

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