Friday Wisdom – Success and Failure

If you try to fail, and succeed, which have you done?

More questions next week,
Andrew

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Wednesday Woodworking – Clean table

The shop clean up is progressing and I managed to get a completely clean work surface:

Finally! A clean work surface.

Finally! A clean work surface.

With that I was able to finish two more planter boxes and get that material out to the garden where it belongs.

Completed planter boxes wait for dirt.

Completed planter boxes wait for dirt.

After that I did something I’ve been wanting to do for a long time, add a pullout draw for my table saw stand.  The base has a deep shelf where I keep saw stuff – extra blades, the dado set, throat plates, etc.  It’s about 24 inches deep so stuff gets shoved to the back and somethings I’ve not seen in years, so I built this pull out so I can easily get to all the stuff.

Pull out storage for the table saw stand.

Pull out storage for the table saw stand.

I’ll be adding a door to this to keep the dust out which has been the other problem with this storage area.

Now with done, both the table saw and assembly table are ready for work.

So that's where my water bottle is.

So that’s where my water bottle got to.

Next it’s on to cleaning up the scroll saw and marquetry areas.

If you need me – I’ll be in the shop,
Andrew

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Yosemite

Last weekend Heather and I took a weekend to visit one of our favorite places on earth, Yosemite. It’s a place we have a special connection to. We’ve camped here for many years, first just before we were married, and find it’s forests, trails and air to be soul regenerating. In the summer we like to camp in the high country in Tuolumne Meadows and in a rare year, we also like Yosemite valley in winter.

Winter here in the valley is just magical. Cold and fresh with nature asleep beneath the snow. The summer crowds are gone and you can be alone in this place. In the Ahwahnee Hotel the fireplaces are roaring and waiting for the hikers to return for afternoon tea. From the window of our room, Upper Yosemite Falls cascades through the mists moving along the face of the canyon.

Breathe in and feel the cares of the world melt away. Breathe in and fill your soul with energy and new life.

I first came to the valley when I was about five. My mother brought our family here to camp. We kids climbed over boulders, waded in the water, and roasted marshmallows before crawling into our sleeping bags.

I remember standing in the meadows and seeing the Fire Falls being pushed off Glacier Point. I recall it was late and I was anxious to get our campfire started because Mother had bought us a fresh bag of marshmallows from the camp store, but she said I needed to see the fire fall because this might be the last year they do it. She told me that it was important to remember.

Now, nearly 50 years later, I am among the few who left alive who’ve see that fire kindled on Glacier Point and promptly at 9:00 pm pushed over the side into a spectacular display of fire and light. Even standing in the snow covered meadow, my eyes turn towards Camp Curry and follow the lines of the granite cliffs up to the sky, hoping to see that magic from my childhood.

This year the snow and ice was too deep, too fragile to allow us to get to the base of Yosemite falls and those familiar rocks my brothers and I climbed over and slid down as our patient mother watched. This year the trail was covered in ice, the roar of the falls muted.

This year, Heather and I mingle with the Japanese tourists. They’ve been bused in for the day and aren’t dressed for the weather. They take selfies, marvel at the falls and later in the food court laugh about American food and the novelty of a fork.

I simply breath in the spirit of the place and let my soul fill with new life, restoring air, and healing wind.

In time all things end and too soon I call the desk to have the bellhop collect our bags as we prepare for the drive back to the world. The young man keeps up a pleasant and well rehearsed conversation as we walk to the car, “Where are you from?”, “Did you enjoy your stay?”

And as the last bag is loaded he asks, “Do you know how to get to the highway?”

Oh son, let me tell you what I know of this place.

Till next week,
Andrew

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Friday Wisdom – Be Polite

If you can’t be kind, at least have the decency to be vague.

More wisdom next week,
Andrew

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