When it began to rain I quit cutting on wood for burning in my wood stove and moved to my tool shed and worked on straightening items up. All summer I have been tossing stuff in the open area in the middle of the shed with the intentions of later of sorting the stuff. I have discovered that "later" seems to be "never" as I keep finding other things to do. Today I made a dent in the mess. I still have a ways to go though.

I had fixed the fence up before I let the cattle into the hayfield this summer but they were hard on it. The deer also are hard on the fence when they pass under or over the fence each night as they move to the field across the road.
Speaking of deer I forgot to mention that the night I covered the garden at 1 am I heard deer hooves off towards the hayfield. Even though the moon was out I couldn't see the deer but I sure could hear a herd of them thundering away over the frozen ground.
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