Deck Safety and Maintenance

I still remember the smell of gasoline and the satisfying roar of my 3000 PSI pressure washer as it sputtered […]

I still remember the Fourth of July three years ago. I was carrying a tray of ice-cold lemonade and my

I’ll never forget the feeling of my foot sinking slightly as I walked across my five-year-old ‘forever’ deck. I had

I remember the exact moment I realized my ‘perfect’ deck was actually a liability. My father-in-law, a man who doesn’t

I remember the exact moment my heart sank. It was our first big neighborhood cookout of the season, and I

I was sitting out there last July, cold drink in hand, finally ready to enjoy the evening peace, when my

I remember hosting my first big BBQ after finishing what I thought was a masterpiece of a backyard retreat. I

I stood there in the blistering July heat, staring at a sixteen-foot 2×10 that looked less like structural lumber and

I was on my hands and knees under my first big project, a beautiful cedar deck, when I felt that