Mark Twain provides the commentary:
Tom appeared on the sidewalk with a bucket of whitewash and a
long-handled brush. He surveyed the fence, and all gladness left
him and a deep melancholy settled down upon his spirit. Thirty
yards of board fence nine feet high. Life to him seemed hollow, and
existence but a burden. Sighing, he dipped his brush and passed it
along the topmost plank; repeated the operation; did it again;
compared the insignificant whitewashed streak with the far-reaching
continent of unwhitewashed fence, and sat down on a tree-box
discouraged.
I placed a fun little cache here. I really enjoyed the stone
gate towers on Windsor Ct on the way in. If you know more about
these towers please share.
Good luck finding this cache and happy caching.
Congratulations and FTF honors to
Forest-Ghost