Because I love historical details and the old-timey look, I don’t
hesitate when I
am offered salvaged architectural stuff like antique windows or
old picket fencing. My friends Melody and Randy dropped off a big pile of that fencing
one day. I love the look, don’t you? You drive onto my property and come down
into the holler, into the woods, and suddenly you see this quaint old fence and
behind it, my tiny log cabin and even tinier greenhouse. Looks like it’s been
here for a long time.
A 4-foot high picket fence now goes across the front of the
cabin. Even though the cabin is a quarter mile into the property, it feels good
to have that definitive border, an additional barrier. I now have a nice spot
inside the fence for a small medicine wheel garden. That will be a fun project
for next spring.

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