Day 422

The reinforcements arrived over the weekend. Tony, a good friend--who just happens to be a contractor who did considerable work on my 1920 Baltimore row house years ago--flew into town for 2 weeks. (Does anyone else think it's crazy that I bring people from Baltimore to help me with my house??)

On Sunday, Tony and the husband replaced our wimpy little white 4x4 porch posts with something with a little deeper voice. Specifically, they put in three old barn beams, probably chestnut, that came from a barn in Indiana.



I love them as much as a person can love an old wood beam.



Now I'm on the hunt for small gargoyles to stick in all the small holes cut out of the posts.