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Once upon a time ...

(I seem to start a number of my narrations with that don't I? ...
Does it indicate a desire to regress to childhood, do you
suppose? ... Or maybe I just never progressed beyond that
stage developmentally.)  

So anyway ... there was this porch table.  It was a GREAT
porch table, and I had built it myself and I was VERY proud of
it, and it had even remained standing through several
spaghetti dinners that included red wine.  If a table is going to
collapse due to poor construction, that's when it is most likely
to happen since it is the best opportunity for the Gods of
Carpentry Mischief to create a permanent Rorschach design
on everyone's clothes, and because a good red sauce well
distributed around the porch can make it look like someone
slaughtered a pig out there.  

So I took its continued upright posture as a good omen.
But then one day, I got some new porch furniture (made of
PLASTIC, by the way ... not real wicker), and the porch
began to get a little crowded.  

I didn't really
think it was all that crowded, but I was having
some trouble getting everything to fit and to look nice out
there, so a more alert person probably could have diagnosed
the problem.  No such luck in my case.  

(Sometimes I can be raaaaaather oblivious to things that are
going on right under my nose.)
So I went on tripping over furniture until I needed to stash my
diningroom table out on the porch for a short length of time
and had a EUREKA!!! moment.  

"Yo!  Doofus-head ... You need a smaller table!"  

So I donated my very nice, home-made trestle table to my
parents (who somehow managed to make the normally
3-hour drive over here in about 10 minutes after I asked
them, "Would you like my porch table?") and decided to
make a new one.  The table in the picture to the right is part
of a set, which is why it will not become a permanent porch
table.

So after all this jabbering, this is where the story really
begins.  
Step 1.  Go down to the workshop in the cellar.  

With something like this at the bottom of the stairs, you would
think that I wouldn't procrastinate.  It HELPS, but I still tend to
avoid working on workshop projects.
Step 2.  Gather the appropriate tools.

("Oh, GOD!!! Not that Farscape thing AGAIN!!" the
non-Scapers scream with dismay.)
All the pieces are gathered and allowed to acclimate to the
temperature and humidity in the cellar.

To finally get just a little serious ... I decided to build a table
with four legs this time.  The biggest advantage with a legged
table is that since it will be a smaller than the one I'm
replacing, more people will be able to sit at this table without
ramming their kneecaps into the cross-brace on the trestle
design.  

I would love to say I built everything myself, but I do not have
the jig to cut tapered legs (and decided I didn't want to spend
the time or money to either build or buy one), and I have a
number of other interests that come before doing this type of
mortise and tenon work.  So I cheated and BOUGHT the legs
and apron pieces from a local Vermont business that turns
these out.
Layout ... also known as "picky, annoying work".  

This step involves marking all the "bad" spots on the boards
for the table top, choosing a 'top' versus a 'bottom' side, and
then swapping the boards around 482 billion times until the
grain is arranged in a manner that will best camoflage the
seams.  There are SIX boards there, and as the picture
shows, the two on the right are very well matched up.  

This step is not as critical if you are intelligent enough to
paint the table, instead of staining it as I intend to.
Glue up of the first 3 boards.  I use the saw table for the
simple reason that it is flat and stable, and at this point
everything will fit on it.  
The porch is enclosed (not heated) in the winter.  However, it
is NOT enclosed from about May through October, during
which time the table will take an enormous amount of
weather.  So I choose to use 'biscuits' to join the boards.  
The slots are cut with a router with a special bit.
They look insubstantial, but the biscuits soak up moisture
from the glue and swell inside the slots.  Even though the
boards will be glued from end to end, the biscuits are
incredibly strong and will help prevent splitting and warping
along the seams.
While the top is getting put together, the legs and apron
pieces get stained.

The Sawdust Factory.

On the left, the second half of the table top is glued and
clamped.  In the back, the stained bits are drying.
And over on the right on the workbench, I've begun a bit of
sanding on the first half of the table top.
The two halves of the table top get glued together.
Table base, now stained, gets glued together.
Once this is completed, the top will get propped in a corner
for the winter.  Come spring, the end pieces will get trimmed,
and the entire table will be stained and sealed with about 6
coats of urethane.  The reason I will wait to do the final bit of
cutting is because although this is
fairly nice maple, it is
CHEAP wood, and I expect it to contract and shrink over the
next several months.  
Work resumes at long last.  The corners have been trimmed,
and the top has been sanded.  
Staining the top.  It goes on looking VERY orange.  It will wind
up looking like the legs and apron in the background.
Ready for polyurethane (since this is going to sit out on the
porch in all sorts of summer weather).