Author Archives: Kelsey
More Woodcraft Learning
I called today to ask about the progress of shipment of the lathe. The place I called turned out to be the same place that they count the lathe as having shipped from. So, here are the lessons learned. Woodcraft … Continue reading
Sat Over A Morning Cup of Coffee
I am sat here, the girls off school this week, and thinking about what to do with my order from Woodcraft. I called customer support at the carrier, and they promised it would be out of Chicago this weekend. I … Continue reading
The Trouble With Woodcraft
I do have a complaint. It is about Woodcraft, and about RL Carriers. I placed an order for a new lathe, and stand, with Woodcraft on September 30th. They are a woodworking supply chain with stores throughout the United States. … Continue reading
Quite Happy With Hand Tools So Far!
I have been messing about making a couple of simple items in the shop. I made a small cabinet to hold the TP in the main bathroom, and put on a door that resembles a picket fence. I also made … Continue reading
Thoughts on the First Day of Autumn
Today brings the first day of Autumn, for those who are counting, or for those for whom this kind of thing counts. A change of seasons, and a change of doing is in order around here. It looks like I … Continue reading
Getting Some Things Done
I am getting to the things we need doing around here. Today I ordered an oven to replace the one that broke on us a few months ago. We have not wanted to spend on it, feeling that there is … Continue reading
Philosophy
I was having a good talk with one of the boys yesterday, discussing education, and life, and things one can spend one’s time doing. Philosophy as a study came up. I am thinking about what I told him I thought … Continue reading
Cast Iron
I have a collection of cast iron pans that I have assembled since coming back to America eleven years ago. I had to learn all about cast iron pans and their care in the time since then, and doing so … Continue reading
Writing
I can journal, and I can chronical, but to write creatively, I have lost all function. I think I can still do the time keeping because I do still practice it here sometimes. But I never was much of a … Continue reading
Roads
When I was four years old my mom put me on a plane from Sacramento to Los Angeles, where I was picked up by my grandparents, then the next fay we took a flight from there to visit his family … Continue reading