Author Archives: Kelsey
That General Feeling Inside
It is a good time to lay awake and think. You know the wonderful places that leads you! Mine has taken me down a road of remembering how I started DoorDashing in February and soon found myself a bit upset … Continue reading
Lazy Days of Summer
The only problem with Door Dashing is making too little to cover the bills and the spend on fuel to do the job. Never mind maintenance and all that. Still, I carry on, and this week I am trying to … Continue reading
Spaces
Even though I was very young when I went to Disneyland the first time I still remember being taken by a certain scene on one of the rides. Pirates of the Carribean starts out as though you are rowing out … Continue reading
That Sinking Feeling
I got the animals fed in the morning in what is now yesterday. It is a little after 1:15 in the morning. Then I did the dishes to get an idea what has been going wrong at the kitchen sink. … Continue reading
The Firewood Shack
I looked around for some wood to finish up the firewood shack to sell wood from out in front of the house and came across the beam that I show sawn into two at the top of the page in … Continue reading
Firewood Shack
I am further along than this photo I took the other day. I actually have the floor in at 18 inches from the ground, and the back wall in. I also have bolts in at the joints visible in this … Continue reading
Working In The Old Ways
Alright, alright. I am not working by candlelight out there in the shop; however, I did want to catch the ambiance while I was there. Below you will find a set of images taken as I flipped the board over … Continue reading
Working and Woodworking
Life always feels transitional to me. It is constant change. So, even when it is frustrating, like driving yesterday was, I don’t worry about it, because I know it will change. But before I worry about waiting for that, I … Continue reading
Sacred Ground
It’s been fifteen years, almost to the day since a bit of ground was sanctified. It is a bit I have avoided since I moved here t the valley not long after, but yesterday I stood upon it to look … Continue reading
Just an Interesting Tidbit
One of the stories that mom told me about my childhood that I have meant to write down but have forgotten to, goes back to when I was an infant, and she was poor and single. She could not afford … Continue reading