Happy Birthday, Clothespin Fence

The clothespin fence turned one on March tenth. I recently spent some time patching it. When I made it, I was imagining morning glory and sweet-pea chaff mixing in with the clothespins, but my morning glories didn't come up last year after all. It was a weird year - the daffodils didn't come up, and the evil black walnut tree didn't make stinkballs either. I'm loving the contrast of new wood against old. This week Scott gave me some bamboo pins that will make it to the fence, too - I wonder how they'll weather.