tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25097758.post8649368517480060571..comments2024-03-24T02:21:43.001-07:00Comments on Things THEY Don't Want You To Know: Fences (A To Z Challenge)Brianehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01616494058636881575noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25097758.post-30388437886797841602014-04-10T04:44:11.762-06:002014-04-10T04:44:11.762-06:00Oh shucks I don't have kindle, i really prefer...Oh shucks I don't have kindle, i really prefer reading my books on paper, apart from what i read blogging...bleh..never mind, grins..i just ordered four books so i am sure that will keep me busy for a while. I personally think fences are good, I don't however mind a fence with a gate, I think that is a happy medium, a persons home is his castle and hence privacy, i hate people just wandering in and out LOL ps hello from another a-z blogger xAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25097758.post-44486195597786924902014-04-09T14:39:24.223-06:002014-04-09T14:39:24.223-06:00Robin:
You're talking to the wrong guy. I do...Robin:<br /><br />You're talking to the wrong guy. I don't want to know my neighbors. I'd put up a fence in a second. <br /><br />Liz:<br /><br />Or you could KNIT one. That'd be awesome.<br /><br />Andrew:<br /><br />Now I want that, too!<br /><br />Rusty:<br /><br />My story made you think of... toilets. I will take that as a...compliment?Brianehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01616494058636881575noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25097758.post-40951295053561704312014-04-09T14:00:16.434-06:002014-04-09T14:00:16.434-06:00A wall IS a fence with grandeur. Nicely pointed ou...A wall IS a fence with grandeur. Nicely pointed out. <br /><br />Makes me think of King, um, Louie(?) who turned his throne into a toilet. I guess that's why people call their toilets their thrones nowadays. Probably.<br /><br />I liked the story. Rusty Carlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09887821877521181811noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25097758.post-15104760219531438612014-04-09T12:45:24.024-06:002014-04-09T12:45:24.024-06:00Now I want a big wooden fence with a mural painted...Now I want a big wooden fence with a mural painted on the inside of it. (The outside is bad: 1. I wouldn't be able to see the mural by looking out the window. 2. People would have the opportunity to deface it.)<br />Of course, our yard is so small that there wouldn't be room for a mural, and, really, there's no window to look out of to see it, anyway. Not for the front yard. The backyard's a possibility, but that fence would need work before I could do that.Andrew Leonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13964775673414653644noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25097758.post-6558052580314566262014-04-09T09:59:51.280-06:002014-04-09T09:59:51.280-06:00He needs Pinterest. I bet someone has a fence boar...He needs Pinterest. I bet someone has a fence board...Liz A.https://www.blogger.com/profile/16531953467834426316noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25097758.post-8676047516071294832014-04-09T06:21:56.735-06:002014-04-09T06:21:56.735-06:00Here we go with words that (sorta) start and the s...Here we go with words that (sorta) start and the same.<br /><br />At the end. Not WANTED, instead WOULDN'T.Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14932408372240147454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25097758.post-77796564258272636512014-04-09T06:18:07.385-06:002014-04-09T06:18:07.385-06:00I have mixed feelings about fences. On the one han...I have mixed feelings about fences. On the one hand, I like a privacy fence. I can putter around in the backyard and no one bothers me. On the other hand, I can putter around in the backyard and no one talks to me.<br /><br />Do you get the feeling that we are losing our sense of community in so many ways? People used to know their neighbors very well. Now, not so much. Fences are just one more tool for us to separate ourselves from everyone else. <br /><br />Don't get me wrong... it can be nice. I like it because I don't worry about the dog getting out. And still I think that maybe, just maybe, we are moving backward somehow. In the wrong direction. <br /><br />This is a good story. It evoked an emotion from me. I could imagine myself as the neighbor faced with this strange, new fence and wonder why... Did I offend? I thought we were friends. I will miss talking over the fence. Was I the only one who enjoyed that? And I could imagine wanting the fence so that I felt freer to do stuff I wanted otherwise do. Even if is just turning on the radio and chilling out.Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14932408372240147454noreply@blogger.com