The wind has been pretty fierce lately. For the most part I've enjoyed it. Reminds me of being at the beach. But yesterday my coastal currents finally got around to their naughty side and ever so gently dropped a big pine tree onto a section of fence.

This particular fence forms one side of the pasture in which the goats currently reside. Thankfully they were very ungoatlike and decided not to stray. We pieced the wire together well enough so that nothing could get out. Today we went back and stretched the whole thing tight again.

There were two other spots near the lake where trees fell on the fence this winter. Wind, trees, and fence just don't play well together. Since we already had the tools out and since the corner of my mind where I'd buried these nagging problems was eagerly awaiting new material Javier and I tightened up these sections also. This fence wasn't currently home to anything, but in about a month it'll be holding the goats. Los Chivos will be moving to the brushy side of the lake so they can continue with what will be the third year of our goat-powered lakeside beautification project.