And then the rains came . . . This is what the pump room looks like on the inside . . . . . . so you can see why we want it enclosed. For some reason, the workers just left the cement from the posts lying in the yard . . . A little bit of beauty amongst all the ugliness . . . The white fence belongs to our other neighbor . . . That open box has been there since we moved in; if anyone can tell me what it is, I'd be appreciative. This would be a good time to clean out the pampas grass . . . . . . that rain spout leads to the rain barrels we had removed, which means another project to get it replaced. There was a lovely BOTTLEBRUSH TREE in this corner; last year's drought killed it, so it was removed last month. Bees and butterflies really liked it; I plan to have another planted here. The house looks so vulnerable and exposed . . . We've had fenced yards since our first [rented] house in 1981; except for one day and night when a fence was replaced at our first owned house, we've always had a private yard. It took the two men three hours to disassemble the entire fence. I was a bit surprised at how much noise had been blocked by the fence; cars driving by, basketball games, kids screaming, people walking along . . . Gipsy & SweeTea were constantly barking at someone. The sound of the pool pump, which runs all day long, is actually annoying; previously, it was just background white noise. We are looking forward to the new look and decreased noise levels. Tomorrow at 8 a.m., they will return begin the fence reconstruction.

HURRICANE MILTON, RECONSTRUCTION:
WATCH THE NEW FENCE GO UP HERE