Visiting with the good folks at the Fox and Hounds Pub was a pleasure as always. It was good to catch up on things. Their two boys had carved their initials into one of the trees when we first built our features. Now, ten years later the tree was still in perfect shape. The two young boys I met back then were grown up and both were (much) taller than me. I spent much of the morning up in the man lift, cleaning and repainting the reds and blues on the entrance sign. The rest of the sign was in perfect shape. It was a bit like meeting with an old friend. I remembered to grab a great picture of the sign before I lowered myself to the ground this time around. All of the pictures I had on file from when we did the project were from the ground.