A visit with an old friend...

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Blog entry by Ethan Sincox posted 02-13-2007 05:24 PM 959 reads 0 times favorited 4 comments Add to Favorites Watch

It felt good to be back in the shop this past Sunday afternoon. I paused as I walked past my bench, resting a hand on a bundle of small blocks of curly mahogany from my wood pimp, Chit. I haven’t really figured out what I’m going to do with them, but for $5, it was a deal I could hardly pass up. I picked up my hand and could see its impression in the wood dust that had settled on it since its purchase. That made me frown slightly – it has been too long since I’ve done any kind of woodworking. My shop time is sometimes dictated by the weather and there isn’t really much I can do about it at the moment, but maybe that will change in the near future.

A little further down the bench, my eyes stopped at a cardboard box. I popped open the flaps. Being a more recent addition to the garage, there was very little dust to disturb. Inside were some of the presents I’d received for Christmas and a few additional items I’d purchased a few weeks ago during a “brown bag” sale at Woodcraft.

I sighed and noticed, for the first time, the cold, still air of a garage without insulation as my breath formed a cloud in front of me. Even after just a few minutes, my hands were already chilled and I shoved them into the front pockets of my jeans.

I made my way around the table saw to the other side of my bench, where my old 1950’s Delta Drill Press sits and where I usually sit when I’m carving or working out project ideas during the warmer months.

Unfortunately, I wasn’t there to do any carving. It also happens to be where I keep my overloaded tool box for my standard tools – screwdrivers, pliers, wrenches, wire cutters and strippers and electrical tape, that sort of thing – and I was there to grab my tool box so I could see about shortening my list of home improvement projects.

I carefully hefted the tool box (as I said, it is a bit over-loaded and the latches don’t always stay caught as they should) and headed back around the table saw and bench to the warmth of the kitchen. As it turns out, it was a productive day. I was able to replace a kitchen light fixture, remove a cabinet, and install a toilet.

Some day, I’ll be able to do some kind of woodworking through these cold winter months other than sharpening chisels at the kitchen table. Until then, I certainly have enough on my honey-do list to keep me busy in the warmer environs of home. Joy!

-- Ethan,

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#1 posted 02-13-2007 05:33 PM

Thw solitude of a cold empty (of people that is). With your breath spreading out before you, is in some case comforting.

But the hussle and bussle of activity is nicer.

But it good to visit old friends.


-- I've been blessed with a father who liked to tinker in wood, and a wife who lets me tinker in wood. Southern Delaware soon moving to Virginia †

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#2 posted 02-13-2007 08:15 PM

what a beautifully-written story. You definitely had me involved in your experience.

And your friends will be there waiting, ready for when you are ready…
I bet they were glad to see you:)

-- ~ Debbie, Canada (

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#3 posted 02-13-2007 08:43 PM

Sounds like it time to put some insulation and heat in your shop. LOL

-- Jesus is Lord!

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#4 posted 02-13-2007 11:16 PM

I agree, Mark. It’s unkind to leave your friends out in the cold.

-- CanuckDon "I just love small wooden boxes!"

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