Robert Frost might have wondered if good fences make good neighbors. I don’t.
The fence came down quickly. The bigger part of the job was hacking out the ivy and removing a few spindly trees (hackberry, redbud and crape myrtle) growing up through the fence. What I took for saplings were actually suckers from the stump of what had once been a huge redbud. Unfortunately, this stump was where an old post was and where a new post hole had to be dug — a lot of hard work for the crew. They dealt with it without shirking.
After further consideration, we agreed to leave the largest hackberry. I’ve tried for years to remove it from my side, and what’s left is a large tree overhanging my neighbor’s yard. To cut it down now would require professional tree people and consultation with my neighbor, who wasn’t around. Besides, with all the little trees around it gone, it looks rather graceful.
The next day, the fence took shape. I am so impressed at how straight and true all the lines are. My yard slopes from the southwest corner to the northeast. A horizontal line is such a relief.