I spent Monday weeding, deadheading, watering — all the chores the late summer garden needs in order to look presentable. Mark looked at his garden chore list and discarded all his assigned tasks. Instead, he said he felt like building a fence. Lo and behold, a couple of hours later, he'd done just that.
I bought him a huge skein of ochre-colored jute as a Christmas present a few years ago. He scored a big haul of bamboo piled by the curb outside an Orthodox Jewish organization on garbage day earlier this summer. (Go figure!).
So the materials were on hand and it was just a case of cutting, tying and designing on the fly. The supports are old angle iron left over from another project, driven into the ground and forced up through the center of the four end poles.
Everyone always wants to take this path into the garden, but it leads you through the work area and storage space and is not the nicest way to begin. So we needed an aesthetic stop sign which this fence certainly is. This will make visitors take the proper path that leads you through the front garden and around the back to the deck for maximum mystery and impact.
All in an afternoon's work for my talented garden guy. He can weed tomorrow!