[Animoto video at end of post].
Some businesses actually live their motto, and Ag Fence is one of them. I would link to them, but cannot find them on the internet. No matter; they are busy year round and work in states north and south of us. You would know why if you saw their work. Their teams have worked together for years, and once you get a team, that's the team that returns to do your additional work, or so has been the case for us. A few weeks ago, Et Cetera (in the foreground) got out of our fencing, we think because it was not electrified, and because in some places--because of the hilly terrain--there is space to sneak out underneath. Not any longer; Ag Fence installed a 6th wire, also electrified, and yes, I have the electric fence turned on. When you are chasing a llama, you do not stop to take a picture, but here is the guilty culprit, and the reason why we called the crew back. Well, at least one reason.
The other reason was a health and safety issue. My very practical husband decided that some seasons could provide more challenge than others for getting equipment from the upper to lower barn area. Challenging because there is a steep drop coming down the hill, if you do not navigate it properly. Think icy winters, wet springs. Think no farther; Mickey to the rescue. He had them install a guard rail fence, and it is utilitarian yet attractive, and strong enough to stop a truck. Considering the equipment designated for the new barn in about 2 weeks, I think the fence is timely and needed. The diameter of the posts is the largest I've ever seen in fencing, and are spaced 4 feet apart for over 130 feet, so I feel safer already.
Still, one thing leads to another, and before winter's onset, if we beat the weather clock, we still have more excavating to do. If not, there's always spring. Farm work and projects never end. Perhaps that's what I love the most. Like teaching, you catch up for 15 seconds before falling behind again.
One final bonus of the day's work (the crew arrived at 7:15 and left before noon--they do work fast and well) was getting the dock fixed for winter. Well, partially fixed. Come spring--this mantra is starting to sound familiar--we'll get them back to lift the piece off again, and pour concrete to stabilize the dock. Erosion has taken its toll, with water running off from the number 2 farm which is higher ground, over to the number 1 farm where we live. We get all the run-off, and despite many initiatives, we still get seasonal erosion.
If you take a close look, I finally have Mickey where I want him, marooned on the dock without a passageway. He did a cat walk on some 2 x 4s, or maybe 4 x 4s, but he made it back to the "mainland." Loved the moment. Am I "wicked bad" (love this expression, Morgan)? Don't answer.