Category Archives: Journal Entry
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
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
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
The Rain Is Falling
Sat here at the computer in the house, the smell of rain in the air, and a bit of lightning and heavy rain on the way. These storms have been a welcomed relief, though they have caused great havoc in … Continue reading
Two Shots
As of yesterday afternoon I am vaccinated with the second shot of Moderna. I hear people say that the first shot is easy, and the second one is rough, but they have been equally bad for me. Today has been … Continue reading
Act II
Having turned 50 this year, I am moving into Act II of life. Well, I hope so, anyway. When I was a young lad, I wondered how I would make it alive to thirty. That has come and gone, and … Continue reading
Some Things Take Time
We have lived in America for ten and a half years now, almost eleven. When we got here we moved into the guest bedroom at my grandmother’s house in Nevada, and took up caring for her and her husband straight … Continue reading