“Ultimately, literature is nothing but carpentry. With both you are working with reality, a material just as hard as wood.”
Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Snowing this morning, but the big melt is coming, the rest of the snow will soon be a memory and then come the spring rains. Then squitos I am so excited. No I am not.
I spent another painful day in my shop. Listening to tunes and working on my stove cover. I got another side done and the wheels mounted. Just need to add the wheels to the second side and I will make sure it fits on the stove. I had to quit working.
I went back up and completed another side. Got the wheels backwards but no problem, I just have to take the nuts off and change the wheel positions front to back.
Lost Curt 25 years ago yesterday I think. Sad another 27 gone. Joplin, Hendrix and many others.
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