
Anyhow, the porch has no foundation. It was simply constructed on the dirt and guess what? It rotted. Surprise! Some people should not ever be allowed to touch things they do not know how to do. So, when I removed the soil that had been pushed up against the porch walls, most likely to stop the cold, the wood sort of fell away with the dirt. Robbie availed himself of the situation and dug a little hole to get into the shade and coolness and out of the rain. But, the porch has to go. The roofers stopped at the improper joint and tomorrow we begin to tear it apart. Then on Saturday, there is supposed to be a construction crew coming to build it properly, along with a little deck. This will be so much better and cleaner. The old house deserves to have a properly constructed porch that compliments its style and so it will have. Stay tuned.