I learn this weekend that it is a good idea to be on site when the lumber company drops off a few thousand pounds of wood. Since they arrive about four hours early, nobody is here so put all of my wood as far as they possibly could from where it needs to go. Oh, and it’s not just any lumber, it’s treated wood (which feels like that means they inject lead deep into the cellular structure of the wood.) 76 trips each time carrying a single 60 lbs. plank balanced on my bony (now bruised) shoulder.
The installation work is straightforward and not unenjoyable except for the heat. As I work I can’t help but think about all the things that might happen on this deck in the years to come. It feels like I’m building an heirloom — something that many other people will have fond memories about. Dinner parties, couples meeting or getting to know each other, performances, projects. It’s a big deck that I think will turn into a nice central gathering place.