CONTINUED FROM>> When it comes to home improvement, anytime you choose the DIY path or the "inexpensive" path, you're sure to learn a lot more about your project than you would by hiring someone to do it for you. We couldn't DIY our deck because there are too many rules, regulations, codes, permits and inspections…
The New Deck {Before}
Handan just can't stop yapping about getting a new big brown deck. Seriously, she's been yammering about it all summer. Well, the time is here. She's about to get her big brown deck. Maybe once she's out there sitting on it, she can stop her incessant blathering, and I can stop correcting her English. You…
Vietnam – Part 7: Cu Chi Tunnels
CONTINUED FROM>> About Us >> About a month after Barish joined us, Vietnam celebrated Tet - the Vietnamese New Year. Schools and offices were closed, and we found ourselves with a few days to plan an adventure. Handan had learned of the Cu Chi tunnels from her coworkers, and it seemed like a great…
DIY Log Slice Coasters
Guy Martini walked into Rick's Cafe Fabuloso, handed his top hat to the coat check attendant, adjusted his monocle and rapped his mahogany cane twice on the polished marble floor, just as he had done every Saturday evening since moving to The City at the turn of the century. He strode across the stone…
DIY Cedar Planter
When Handan asked me to build two planters to put between the garage doors, I jumped on the idea. Finally, I could build something again! Look, don't get me wrong - mailbox makeovers, lamp post makeovers, pantry makeovers - yeah, they're all well and good, but Jeezum Crow, I wanted to make, not makeover!…
Midsummer Vegetable Garden 2017
It always happened without warning. Sometimes it progressed slowly, so I was lulled for a time into thinking, maybe it's not really happening. Maybe it's just me. Sometimes it happened swiftly, overnight, and there was no doubt in my mind that something had gone terribly wrong. It was always something different, something new. And it…
Lamp Post Makeover
Scene: The Navage Patch front yard, two summers ago. A young youngish middle-aged man kneels before a slanted white lamp post, trowel in one hand, packet of dried bulbs in the other. The package reads, "Lily of the Valley," but for all the middle-aged man understands from bulbs, it might as well read, "Valley of the…
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