Well, he did it.

We've talking about a deck, or a gazebo, or a patio for AGES. We've tossed it around for several years...what should it be, where should it go, how shall it be?!

This week we settled on a plan. A design. An idea.

Today he built it.

We have a new... we're calling it a "Pergola". It's a 10 x 10 foot one step up deck, with corner post- pillars, and a wood slat shade roof. My boys- old and young, did a good job. It's almost in the centre of the yard, and at 10:30 this evening, I finally had a chance to go and sit there, on the new pergola.

It was nice.

It was VERY nice.

There was still a scent of fesh sawed wood in the air, and a big, white, round moon was shining through the bare leaves of the trees in the corner of the yard. I tried to close my ears and eyes to the traffic on the street, and thought that first thing in the morning, when the birds start to wake up, it would be a pleasant place to greet the day from. It feels very much like an old fashioned front porch.

That was a nice way to end the day.