We worked on putting up a fence around the garden today. Our neighbor, Hans, told us that it looked like a penitentiary. He said that the judge will tell Dad's clients, "Now either you can go to the Dutchess County jail or Mr. Angell's garden."
But we have to keep the deer away. They destroyed our garden last year.
So, Nathaniel and I got the job of tacking up the wire to the posts (aka tree trunks) that Dad and Isaac had previously installed. Nathaniel and I are good with the book-smarts but it takes us a while to find the most efficient way of stretching fence. We had the tractor in about five different locations before we figured out how to stretch around the corner post. But we did it.
Good-bye deer.
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