…if you like perfect weather. However, if you like rain, you are SOL. I would not have the stoicism, fatalism, sangfroid, or whatever, to be a commercial farmer. The new corn in the fields, a few inches high, looks bad.

Meanwhile, the compromised fence has been reinforced and is now impermeable. It doesn’t make sense to bother with the time and expense of building a fence if it only serves as a holding pen for marauding rabbits.