Decked Out

Today we begin, in earnest – or is that surely, or perhaps . . . (just being gender inclusive!)

Our town gave us permission to build decks onto our house.  In a desire to do this right, we asked my brother to give us a hand – or more rightly, two hands, strong shoulders, able feet, etc. . . .

The lumber arrived yesterday.  We built flooring for under the front deck with pallets – not of the artistic painter type or the culinary taste type – but actually from the wood type:  pine, oak, cedar . . .

And enough of the . . . Onward to the rest of the day.  Let’s see what it holds . . .

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