Dirt got left on the step and the edges are still rough. The middle is rough too but there's something to fill every spot except for the tiny stones to fill the cracks which come later.
I mostly tried to make sure that there is a firm path to step up to the door with nothing sticking up to trip us. The slant follows the slope of the drive so there's no worry about drainage, Glenda.
I went to an old house site down in the meadow to pick up bits of brick that winter rains exposed. See the leftovers spread out on the left, more than expected.
I saw a photo of Margaret Kerr this week, working on a patchwork design similar to a quilt pattern. She works out the geometrics, sends the pattern to a stone mason, then picks up the cut stone and supervises the work in progress. Sigh. She had scree boards to make sure everything was level. I just step across two pieces and notice if my foot feels secure.
There's much more to do to this but it is now filled and somewhat safe to walk on if you look where you're going. The less adventurous can just walk up the handicapped entrance (driveway) and come in the big door.
Now I have to find a place for all the brick scraps and pieces of stone and mortar, which means making yet another path somewhere to use up those.
If you wonder why I went to all this trouble instead of just putting a row of 16" stepping stones from the door and a side path leading off to the greenhouse -- my object with every new project is to assure that He-Who-Mows has no corners to back into, no tiny spaces that require weed whacking, no hand cutting. He will be able to mow all the away around the Mule Barn, with a soft turn at each corner in the front. The opposite side has pine straw and a border of Liriope. He's very pleased about the pine straw keeping sand from splashing up on the building.
Oh, and I didn't need another flower bed to weed.