Donkey fence progress.
I got up early this morning, picked up a bunch of cash and a lot of lunch food, and went down to the place where guys who need work hang out. There's a lot of trust involved in this process - I have to trust that they are just guys who need work, not psychokillers or thieves - they have to trust I will give them work that is safe and pay them fairly. I've done this a couple times before and it's worked out ok.
I love love love to see these fence posts go up and it's not me pounding them into the ground. They, in turn, were quite impressed when they realized I dug the post holes myself. "How did you do that?" "With the awful Little Beaver" I said proudly.
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