High Security Willow

I tend to find “farmy” things to do when I travel. Mr. Caffeinated teases me about my busman holidays. This time, I built a fence.

My favorite ex-neighbors in the whole world recently celebrated an anniversary, and he bought her a willow tree.


Problem is, deer love willow trees. In two days, they’d already stripped the lower branches.  We scrounged around, and begged some T-posts and a pounder from a neighbor, and got to work.

One layer of fencing was not going to be enough.  Deer would have laughed at a four-foot-tall fence, leaned over, and kept nibbling.  A great use of 10′-sections of pipe: double the fence!


There wasn’t any wire laying around, but there were zipties.  Reaming out the holes in the pipes took a bit of work, but made it possible to use the really heavy duty zips.


Redneck engineering, complete with rednecks!:


At one point, I pulled the ladder towards myself, inadvertently spilling one guy’s beer all over my jeans.  Many jokes were then committed, mostly along the lines of if I were pulled over for a breath test, I’d blow a zero but my pants would likely blow a three…


We got done just before dark.  If the deer manage to eat any more of that willow before it outgrows that fence, then they’ll have had to develop opposable thumbs.


About dep31

I am a farm-raised homeschooling mom. I take great joy in making nutritious food that inspires people to take seconds. Thirds, anyone? We are a God-fearing, Christ worshiping family that enjoys good friends and good eats. If the kitchen is clean and the living room carpet is visible, then that's a nice bonus.
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