Once more it is June. Again. And again I embark upon that epic effort of daily blogging, take three, wherein I call upon myself for a kind of rambling focus, picking from a list of daily topics, and with neither planning nor advance writing, strive to pepper this blog with the free-thought, free-writing wonder that is another one of Those 30 Posts in June. Today, that post just happens to be:
June 8th // Something You Have Fixed
While some folks might suggest that in putting a hole in a perfectly good fence you are –in fact– doing the exact opposite of “fixing it” I would contest that in this particular case understanding our reasoning for doing just that most definitely factors into the consideration.
It’s been about a month since I tacked up a few extra bits of lumber to the fence, pulled out a saw, and cut an eighteen inch square portal in the fence adjoining our yard with that of our next door neighbors.
We had a problem that needed fixing, see. The problem: the kids played together all the time, Claire with the two kids next door and also the two more kids two doors down. (That’s not the problem.) The problem was that to get next door one or all of those kids needed to route around the front of the house, around to the far side and then into the other back yards.
It’s not that I’m paranoid about kid safety or particularly concerned with convience for a group of little kids. Quite the opposite: kids should be boht independent and challenged. But it was more that I was forever opening gates, throwing balls over the fence, answering frantically ringing doorbells, replying to pointless requests for permission, and debating the merits of “just go over there and play” with a kid who had to “walk all the way over there” and couldn’t be bothered.
Fix: a new hole in the fence. Now everyone just hops back and forth, through and back. And life in our backyards just got a little more fun.