Wooden Decking Cavan Journal

There is a particular satisfaction that comes from stepping out onto a well-built wooden deck on a mild Cavan evening. The damp air smells of cut grass and bark, the light lingers late over the drumlins, and the surface underfoot feels solid and warm. Having worked on gardens across this county for the better part of a decade, I have seen every version of the wooden deck: the one that lasted twenty years without a single loose board, and the one that began to twist and cup a