Red Bush, White Fence

John replaced a picket that had blown off in the high winds a couple of weeks ago.  He had also made some new ones from scraps of wood I had in the barn.  The fence is 26 years old and is showing its age, but I keep replacing pickets and painting it, so it has a few more years left I suspect.  I also discovered one autumn crocus.  I planted a patch of them years ago but over the years the critters dug them up and dispersed them.   I've even found them growing in the woods next to my house!  Apparently, one had escaped relocation.   A very foggy morning and our last day of warm temperatures for a bit.