Stories from the journey of fatherhood & brotherhood
The 50 yard stretch of fence has irked me since we moved in. In a perfect world, I would have replaced it long ago. But fresh paint, a bathroom vanity, and various other projects in our new home were more important than the inconspicuous collection of posts and chain link masquerading as a legitimate fence.
But soon our horses realized the fence was a complete disaster and began leaning over the fence to steal a few delicious bites of our neighbor’s green grass. The chain...