when you build a fence, you fence things in or you fence things out. here at the ranch, we're doing a little bit of both. we're fencing in the ducks, and we're fencing out that crazy crazy world... the town dogs who leave anonymous brown landmines, the cats who want to eat our ducks or fledgeling birds, the neighbors who can see right in our yard to everything we do, the anonymous visitors who think my yard is their park...or parking lot. it's a new feeling of privacy, this enclosure that grows gently and slowly, made of slats all cut to different lengths like old teeth, sturdy posts, holes dug by hand and filled with concrete. it is a fortress now, my fortress, and i feel genuinely less vulnerable. and that's all it took.