Friday, January 2, 2015

Meet me in a dream

The holiday crush is over, all that's left is to pay the bills.  The stemware I whittled ended up being a bit of a full court press; I thought I had started early enough, but two or three restarts on the cat set me back.  Getting them done meant whittling every day, and I can't tell you how good that felt.  I haven't put that much effort into whittling in far too long.

Sittin' here now on the edge of the New Year, looking over the year to come with a head cold, lucky me.  I got involved in a spoon exchange on the WCI forum, roughed one out over the holiday and started whittling- I can't help it , it's making me giddy.  (could be the cold meds... )  I feel like Allister Sims as Ebeneezer Scrooge on Christmas morning in that old black & white movie I love to watch every year.  Been thinking of a spoon for a while, the exchange is small so a perfect time to stretch my limits a little.

Makin chips, trying something new, and dreaming abut having my bare feet in some hot sand, head in the sun, making chips on a tropical beach.  Sounds of surf and seabirds, and no watch or clock to be seen.

See you there-

Buffalo Bif

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