Jane was up at 6, preparing, taking down tarp, raking, prepping. I helped at 7. By nine we were waiting…

But we got a call from the fence guys: they’re in high wind, and wind is coming. This means no fence can be set. Sigh.

So we get fence on Monday. We have to survive three more nights of sleeping lightly with the lights on in the back yard, against prowlers, stray dogs, and whatever, and three more days of staying close at home during the day.

At least I did a big grocery run yesterday.

Just froze my fingers getting the pond filters rinsed out. Got back in to that phone call.

We’ll wait until the wind storm is past before putting the tarp back up. It’s not too horrendous a job, once we figured how to do it. We set some little eyelet screws in the wood corners of the garage, which take tiny bungees; we twist-tie two tarps together for the 40 foot run between house and garage. I had emptied the big water barrel we use to anchor the fence segment to the tarp [32 gallons of water is pretty difficult to shift] and the rest of the tarp goes up with bungees and a couple of heavy rocks.

But wah! We are disappointed not to have it today.

Not, however, at the risk of injury to the crew, who have to be up on ladders, one supposes, getting these panels in. They go in from the top, 6 feet up, and slide to the bottom down two grooves. So a high wind with 6 x 6 of sail in your hands while you stand on a ladder is not a good idea.