Gate to Nowhere

by Wendy
(Huntingdon Valley, PA)

The dogs made me put up this gate to nowhere. It's actually not my gate - it's my parents'. My mom is a collector. She found this gate on the property when my parents bought the house 20 years ago. She tucked it away until she figured out how she wanted to use it.

The dogs made her drag it out. I lived on my parents' property in their carriage house for a number of years. The garden where this gate is located is a direct line out my parents' back door over to my carriage house. The dogs ... 3 of them ... none of which weighs under 80lbs ... would cut through the garden either running from my parents' house to my house or vice versa.

My mom was irritated that they were ruining her garden. And then she remembered the gate. So my dad made a post, sunk it and attached the gate. And that became the obstruction that stopped the dogs from running through the garden.

In the picture, the gate is behind a planted table ... another neat thing my mom did recently. It's an outdoor table and set of two chairs. The glass broke on the table. Rather than replace the glass, my mom had the brilliant idea to plant the table. So my dad constructed the "box" or container that sits in the frame of the table and in the frame of the chairs, and then my mom planted them. Kind of cool, I think. :)