I’m back at the vise tonight. I’m feeling optimistic, even though I’ve been fumbling and wasting material all evening/morning. I guess I feel pretty good for having such an off night at the vise.
Maybe I’m feeling good because our house smells like a Christmas Tree. Maybe I’m feeling good because it seems like changes are occurring. I don’t know. Maybe it’s both. Hopefully these changes include spending more time on the water.
Tales from East Yahtam 