Building fences...
I'm beginning to think this is all we are ever going to get to do on our weekends....Josh and I have been working on a dog run for Hoss and Hilde. It will also be a portion of our back fence. Since Josh used to build fences for a living, this seemed like the perfect project for us to do ourselves.
The weekend before last we rented a bobcat and an auger. My Dad never used machinery when we built fences together, but I grew up right outside of Houston where as long as there had been a recent rain (which was almost always) you could dig post holes by hand with relative ease. Not so much the case here... Some of these holes took 20-30 minutes to drill with that rock bit. It was crazy!
My Dad was a professional welder, but like most things...welding here is different. The grass constantly catches on fire! I'm not used to being on fire patrol! Josh's pant leg nearly caught at one point because I wasn't paying attention. "/ I also think I must have stood back farther as a child. I don't remember getting burned with so much slag before. I do remember seeing teeny tiny holes in my Dad's shirts though.