Makin' do

The dock sits above the frozen pond, isolated -- disconnected from shore. The pond must have been very low when “whoever” built it. When we first saw the dock, the shore end was a couple feet from shore and under water, the pond end still hanging from the wooden posts. Over the summer, I pried at the low end with a stout branch and have managed to prop it up on blocks. Next spring, I will draft some young, strong family members and pull the dock up and back to shore. I think we can mount it on metal fence posts that we have gathered up from around the old pasture. That will be satisfactory. I like to reuse, recycle, make do . . . the other side