Stayed up way too late hooked on the final chapters of The Coroner’s Lunch by Colin Cotterill… an excellent murder mystery (with touches of the occult) set in 1970’s Laos just after the Communists have taken control of the country. When I finally got motivated this morning (extra strong Starbucks Breakfast Blend helped a lot), put the stringers and railing post (with deck light) on the in-ground posts I finished up with yesterday. Then tackled the railing caps, railings, and toe caps for the first turn landing and the 8′ section of walkway that goes from the landing to the east side of the lower “driveway” gap. The joints for those six pieces are all compound angles: 45° in one plane and 3½° in the second plane. That’s why they make radial arm saws… though mine is an ancient and much abused Craftsman that probably wouldn’t recognize a ½ degree angle if it tripped over it. At noon Tammy stopped by with her bill for the marriage-saving backhoe work she did… and admired the progress made since her last visit. Mid-afternoon helped Marty install a window air conditioner in one of his west facing upstairs bedrooms, then headed into Salisbury and Middlebury to do errands, the most important of which was to
