Eatin Fritos. Drinking Bohemia. Smoking home rolled. Watching NFL wind up to TNF. Cash in my pocket. Could find a way to be miserable, I guess; but too lazy right now to figure out how.
Hard at work gettin four buildings ready for winter. Supposed to get 6 inches of snow tomorrow night. Gutters to clean, firewood to haul, cold frames to set, leaves to rake and a dog yard to fence. Working every day in my studio a bit on bows, bowls, or carving. My reward, a morning cigar with a big coffee and after supper cigar while the sun goes down. Life is strange at times but good.
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