Yesterday the fencing company came and removed the construction fence preparatory to excavating tomorrow. All of a sudden the property feels naked and exposed on the corner. We don’t have a line of defence from scavengers, nor from keeping Jethro from charging off the yard at passerby and crows.
At the same time, the house sits so proud on the corner. There is a feeling of energy moving, whoosh, up from the property. As if the house was sitting at the vortex of movement between heaven and earth. It feels dynamic, alive, vibrant.
We will get another fence built eventually, but in the meantime, we have to keep everything locked up, and the yard has to be free of any and all clutter.