| after
the summer
storm of 2003, the "wall of green" that
used to exist between me and my next door neighbor
took a pretty big hit. things that you never saw before
were now glaring at you thru the kitchen window. therefore,
the 330 foot property line that i peacefully share
with my neighbor was suddenly in need of a fence. now,
if you've ever priced out a fence you know that the
key word in the above sentence is "330".
with that figure in mind, my neighbor and i were rudely
introduced to what "330" translates into
when you attempt to fill in the equation with either
limestone or brick. |
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| so,
with that in mind we set out on what has turned into
a 7 month saga to find a suitable... and neighborhood
approvable (we do live in a historic district that
really looks after this sort of stuff) alternative.
below is that's saga's story told in photos and captions. |
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