is what I am...Go fer this, go fer that! Hubby had asked for help and he wasn't moving outta his chair so I went back to bed early Sunday morning. I woke and he was gone to build fence by himself...stubborn runs on both sides of our family.
So I had to walk up the mountain to where he was building fence, because I said I would help, he just didn't give me a ride! Reached the old orchard, yes, there used to be an orchard here about sixty years ago, and it will always be called the orchard.
Of course, Ki went every step of the way.
Stubborn working by himself.
When I, the Gofer, arrived, things got easier for him. I am driving the mule, stringing wire as he tacks it on the post. We then stretch between each post and hammer those steeples in. I need the big hammer, the pry bar, more steeples, drive up, drive down...I felt like I was playing the old game Twister!
I got in trouble for putting wood in the mule but every stick, every stone that is removed means another spot for grass to grow. If I had known I was going to get in trouble, I would not have brought him that drink!! Got some fire wood anyway...I don't listen very well and it did not interfere with the fence supplies.
Having the right tools to work with always makes it easier.
This fence has been a long time coming. Yesterday, Hubby had Andrew and Luke (son-in-law) helping and much progress was made. This morning I was the gofer...and I think I did well. This was not my first rodeo, I grew up on a farm.
I was sent to the house, just what I planned. Gone after gloves, a tool we needed and more to drink. Did I mention I got in trouble for taking pictures? I told him I needed blog fodder and he said he needed a fence finished. (I didn't really get into lots of trouble, it is our way of joking around)
If you look closely in the distance you can see the farm compound in the valley below. I had a nice surprise when I got there...a house full of helpers, but that's a story and more pictures for tomorrow.