I helped my father today with a 250 lbs steel staircase frame he built to extend stairs from the upper level of my parent's backyard down to the water line of Lake Ontario. The plan is to build a deck up top overlooking the water, but to have stairs lead down to a concrete barrier he set at the water line for fishing, walking on the stones when the water level is down, etc.
So we brought the frame to a nearby steel worker's shop, where a guy works on heavy machinery (transl., farm equipt.), to keep it up against the wear and tear from battling crops and turning cattle turf from season to season. My father discussed having the guy turn a side job... to sand blast and coat to weather proof the stairs, considering they will confront the Buffalo winters at the edge of the lake. A typical Saturday when visiting the family (including space for Layla to run free outside of NYC). So on the way back to the house, we see a cord of firewood for sale, stop and buy half. We're having a big family party today, Wii bowling tourney, taco bar, the whole 9s, and having sparking embers will contribute to our party burning brighter.
It's unseasonably warm (50s by day, 30s by night), so it's drawing a lot of moisture and fog off Lake Ontario during the last few days. A pretty cool scene. Without prompting, as we're unloading the cord from the minivan, I turn around and my father is taking wood in the backyard to wedge and sledge. I couldn't believe it, especially after discussing it earlier this week with friends. While he was using the ax as the wedge, it worked fine since we were paring down the already chopped wood. I snapped a couple picks with the blackberry and here you go. Good times with the man.
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