Greetings my pretties, I’m having a flashback – do yall remember the pickett fences that surrounded your house or your neighbors’ house. That was a sign of class back then & a sounding board for us kids! 🙂
The many different sounds coming from your stick beating against each fence post was awesome. It was also a form of punishment for others…paint the fence during the weekends or during summer breaks!
Hahaha, majority of the paint landed on you or the grass..oh how I remember laying on the inside of our pickett fence with a piece of grass in my mouth, looking up at the clouds. Those were the good old lazy days of summer.