(Aside: As I named this post, I kept hearing in the back of my mind, "Doorknobs and Threshholds. Bedknobs and Broomsticks? Pitchforks and Tablespoons? No, Doorknobs and Threshholds!" There's a book title in there somewhere...)
I include this view of the construction site to illustrate the ambiance of many a winter evening as temperatures grudgingly and intermittently permitted work to continue for a full day and into the evening. Rain is on my windshield, and bright hospitable light shines out into the dark.
Look! To paraphrase (or corrupt) a famous saying: "This may be one small knob for the house, but it gets rid of a giant pain in the patoot for mankind" -- namely the little piece of corrugated cardboard we have been fussingly using to hold the door shut, lo these many weeks.
Cabinetmaker reaches for new doorknob, with great pleasure.
Cabinetmaker obligingly waits while homeowner takes photo of him opening the door! (Note: beneath his feet, the puttying of cracks in the floor continues, in preparation for further faux-finishing, the goal being to fool the eye that the plywood, grain running from port to starboard, is really hardwood tongue-and-groove floorboards, running from bow to stern.)
Retiring the pesky but invaluable door wedge, after a winter of service. Actually this is the third or fourth one, since we kept dropping them in the snow or sweeping them up in the trash. It is nice, actually, that doorknobs are so readily available these days, and inexpensive, and easy to install. Perhaps in the future my antique door/knob/lockset will be restored and in use at the entry, but until then, the entry has graduated from extremely primitive to relatively civilized.
The beautiful stained oak threshold extension came next, which allowed us to put the weatherstripping under the door and stop the breeze. (Note the improvement in the floor!!)
At this time much of the trim around the door was also installed and stained. It looks very finished now. I can work on painting on the blank white face of the door whenever I like. My thoughts are percolating...
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