On becoming o’fence

and other adventures in chain linkages

Oh dear reader, it was one of those days.

You see, I’m working on the fence that I’ve been building for Laura.

It’s her birthday gift.

I”be been working on it since April.

Now I know why I’ve delayed so long.

Chainlink is a terrible material. It’s fine to ‘take apart.‘

But connecting it?

Seeing together those little squares?

That is an enormous pain in the arse.

I’m not good at working with it and just as a product, a medium for engaging with the world?

Chainlink fencing doesn’t make any sense.

What’s worse, it’s difficult to work with and where I had to put the two pieces together?

Well, it’s not the work that I’m least proud of nor most proud of so I guess I can live with it.

I live with it best by sticking that section of fence up behind the shed where I don’t have to see it. I don’t have to notice or pay attention to it much. I always know it’s there but I don’t have to spend my days looking at the scars of learning.

What ugly creations whether real or metaphoric do you have stashed at the back of your yard, hidden from view behind the shed?