And the Wall Came Down

Any of you who remember the Traveling Wilburies may recall the classic lyric, "and the walls came down, all the way to Hell, never saw them when they're standing, never saw them when they fell." That song's a nice segway into our weekend activity. We tore down our fence on Saturday. Yes, it's the fence I wrote about a couple days ago. Our neighbor has decided that she wants to go ahead with the project, with one minor alteration: it's going to be a cedar fence. I guess I should be happy, since I complained so much about white viynl - now I am getting a cedar fence.