This afternoon when I came home, this board was leaning on my gate.
So? You might ask.
A couple nights ago, when it was raining, I dropped a slippery 2×6 and it hit my fence. the fence you see behind the board. That fence boards fell into the ditch and was carried away rapidly in the high water.
In the village of Cave Junction, someone downstream recognized it as mine, and left it here as an act of neighborliness. I wonder in fact if it is not one of the homeless who live in the park a block away. Whom else would know the area so well? My feelings about buying this home are confirmed. This is where I belong.