Love thy Neighbor

Today I have reason to love my neighbor. While outside I noticed my neighbor hauling stuff in his wheelbarrow, so asked what he was doing. He had a load of mulch that he and his son were hauling and spreading. I asked if I could borrow a file so I could sharpen my spade and post-hole digger as I was digging holes for my new clothesline posts. He found 3 for me then asked if I wanted help. God bless him! He came over later and started to deepen the holes I had started. Well, there were a lot of roots, so he requested a shovel. We went into the garage and got one, then he said "Are you sure you want to put that clothesline there? The trees are going to drip sap all over your clothes and the birds are going to poop on them." I gave it some brief consideration and changed my mind. So he dug new holes over by his fence. I planted my new rhododrendons in the other holes. Ouila! He also helped me pull down my chain link fence out by my garden. As we worked I told him I had pulled a vine out of his redbud tree. He told me that that was a grape vine. He had cut it back. But - yeah, I have a grape vine. I will make it a house. What a gift!

Later the two guys from yesterday showed up and sawed the new 4x4 then cut the slot in it for the posts. They were marvelous. Then yours truly drilled all the holes and put in all the bolts and screw eyes, hauled them to the holes, hauled the two 50# bags of quickset concrete, set up the posts, made sure they were plumb, poured in the concrete (you don't even have to add water - it absorbs it from the ground. It started to rain and I almost collapsed. My feet are killing me. I have been doing hard labor most of the day. But I have two clothesline posts in the ground. Tomorrow I will string the line. I am saving the sheets to wash until tomorrow so I can hang them out. Yes, I will include a picture.

I did bake cookies for the two neighbor guys and had them ready. I was so glad I did that last night. The house is clean, the bed is made - but, I may never make it up there. God, I love my neighbors. They really make things happen.