Project 365 - Day 64
Our fence is finally done and although it is exactly what I needed to protect some of our privacy from the peeping neighbor next door, I have lost my beautiful view in the process. Suddenly I looked out my lovely kitchen widows to see…
BIG -YELLOW -FENCE.
A ghastly view from the inside, but from the outside it is almost tolerable.
Somehow in the midst of my fence hating moments, the fence has also become a friend, a little piece of security, that I had taken away from me many years ago when the peeping neighbor moved in. I have never felt comfortable in my yard, always feeling the glaring eyes on my person as I gardened, or played with the children. Now I feel just a wee bit empowered and strengthened that God gave me a little of my peace back. The neighbor is still there, standing real close to the fence, hanging on every word he hears and letting you know of his presence, but I still feel better. Hidden if you will.
Enough so that I have aptly named our yard The Compound.
I am somewhere between feeling like a prisoner and bird, free to fly as she chooses. Maybe by next week I’ll be able to settle on one or the other. Until then….no Waco jokes. K?
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