Wet, wet, wet here in the Gers. The posts keep going in. We use white, ceramic insulators because they don’t break. And even when struck by lightning, they stay on the post.
Brent rolls out the wire all by himself. Along with cows, I keep Zélie away from the steel wire should something go, uh, hay wire. He has his technique down and everything. We make the insulators by the warm fire usually to the hot tunes of French 80’s or 90’s video countdown or Teletubbies. And where there are Teletubbies, there is little Z handing out insulators while keeping up with the tricky twists and turns of Teletubbie story arcs.