Apologies for the silence of late. We’ve been tied up with contractors, tons of gravel, brewing in the excessive heat, and much more fun. Before we pick up with the renovations I wanted to highlight a small project we recently completed.
Our porch has been bare since we’ve moved in, we carry chairs out, or sit on the steps often, but we’ve long craved something permanent. Every Victorian house needs a picnic table on the porch, right? I didn’t feel like searching craigslist, haggling, and scheduling a time to pick up, so I set out to build one. Thanks to the internet there are plenty of plans available.
I picked up the wood, and really doubted that it would equal a full sized picnic table when I saw it in a pile.
The table top came together easily.
The legs went on.
And the rest was easy. Now to get her over to the porch and enjoy a beer.
A sad note, our beloved angle grinder ground it's final edge last night. After finishing all two floors of the pub she just didn't have much life left in her. I'd been holding the cord at just the right angle to make her work lately, and last night she surprised me with a blast of smoke from the cord. You'll be missed, thanks for your service.