The porch steps are completed, save for the final white paint on the posts, handrails, and balusters. When you have an old house, nothing is square, certainly not concrete poured a few decades ago. The porch itself is wonky. Then John poured the concrete pad for the steps so it would drain water away, so that was an added angle to the equations. Each stringer, step, triangle block, rail, post and baluster had to be custom-cut. But darn, it's a work of art AND it's really sturdy!!
Here are some of the distractions drawing me away from my "assisting" duties.
And here are the steps being built. First, John measured and cut the step pieces and posts and put them together before he took them apart to be painted, then reassembled.
. . . .
He even built new balusters to replace the few missing from the rest of the porch railing. The next step (after painting these) is to reconfigure the doorway at the other end of the porch, then put up screen doors at each end. THEN put up the mosquito screen.
I explained the front porch would be a "Chicken Free" zone. For entertaining on warm nights. John nodded and said, "Oh, yeah, someplace to keep the people. The chickens free range, but people get their own, enclosed.... place to congregate."
I think he's mocking me. He wasn't the least bit surprised my retirement gift was a metal rooster made out of small pieces of a recycled 55 gallon drum. "Of course they gave you a chicken. No brainer there." Well, duh. Their other option was something SpongeBob SquarePants, but over the years my supervisor has seen me grow away from that particular collection. Chickens are far more fun and much funnier than SBSP.