Before and after

Saturday, my parents came up to Virginia (as did my aunt and uncle) and my brother came over from DC. We gathered at my grandmother's house for an early celebration of her 95th birthday.

My grandmother lives on her own where she gets along quite well--even e-mailing. She owns some property, and she has been having trouble with people parking on her property or using it as a turn-around.

We all gathered to install a fence that will hopefully deter such behavior. Everything was planned to blend in with her historic property, and all the materials were on hand when we started. The whole project was done before night fell--even stopping for a lunch/birthday celebration. That was a real blessing. It could have been a nightmare, but the many hands made the worker lighter. We had to go through three layers of rock to put in the four fence posts.

(We do have to paint the fence, but we have to wait a few months for the pressure-treated wood to cure.)

When we were finished, we all felt the satisfaction of a job well done, but the reward was when my grandmother didn't want to go inside. She didn't want to stop looking at the fence.

Posted by JRC at June 28, 2004 11:19 PM | TrackBack