Wednesday Woodworking – lots-o-holes in that thing

Posted on 03/04/2015 by Andrew Reynolds

Here is the progress on the cross for this week.  Not sure if I’ll get it done by Easter as it is really time-consuming.

Progress as of 3/3. I am saving the middle for last.

Progress as of 3/3. I am saving the middle for last.

You might remember the storage unit I built a couple of months ago.  Well, it had a problem.  The thin sliding doors I cut started to warp so I had to make a frame for the doors.  Note two of the frames had to go on the inside so they’d slide by each other.

Had to put a frame on it to keep it from warping.

Had to put a frame on it to keep it from warping.

If you need me – I’ll be in the shop.

Andrew

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Beautiful Sunday

Posted on 03/03/2015 by Andrew Reynolds

The winter day dawns cold
with the promise of rain on the grey horizon.

A light dew dampens the leaves
of the trees with the dry roots.

Green grass pushes up to greet the sun
in its short moment of life.

The sun climbs
warming the cold ground and burning the grey away.

Clouds bleached white by the sun
a gentle breeze from the sea pushes them lazily along.

Our lungs fill
with the fresh clear air.

Clear blue skies
cause the soul to drink in deep.

While our eyes
see the rain gauge standing empty.

Warmth and light
keeping away the nourishing rains.

The dreadful beauty of a
warm winter day
that leads to the dry summer and the season of thirst.

 

You get two poems this week.  I did read chapter 3 about Tuesday in the book, The Last Week, but some minor medical issues have diverted my mind from writing so I’ll have to post about that later.  I’ve been spending a lot of time working on the cross instead of writing.  I’ll have progress pictures of that tomorrow.

Till next time,

Andrew

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Throw Pillow

Posted on 03/01/2015 by Andrew Reynolds

On the couch they are decorative
fashionable accessories
brightening the living room.

On the sofa they are good
to support the back after a hard day’s work
or to lay one’s head on while sleeping to the TV.

They can be used on chairs
and beds
and even benches.

My mother had lots of throw pillows
Green and orange square ones on the couch
Red round ones on her chair.

But mother took the word too literally
and in her hands they took flight
across room with deadly aim.

Tease her
answer back
disobey

and the boy could find
a flying object on course towards
towards his head.

In my childhood we called them,
throwing pillows.

 

There you have it, this week’s poem – seriously mother was a dead shot with a pillow and we kids learned to never challenge her to a pillow fight.  Work on my poetry book continues, up to 31 poems done with just seven left on the list to write.  I am hoping to have the main writing completed by the end of March and then I’ll start on the editing process.  Haven’t really figured how I’ll do the editing, but I’ve got a month to work on that problem.

Another poem next week,

Andrew

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Friday Reblog – Pacific Paratrooper

Posted on 02/27/2015 by Andrew Reynolds

We all have blogs we read all the time and Pacific Paratrooper is one I always look forward to reading.   Here’s the current post:

June 1942 (3)

gpcox covers a lot of ground on history of WWII in the Pacific and related subjects.  I’ve long been interested in the history of that war.  My father served in the US Army as a radar man in the Aleutian islands as part of the Coast Artillery Corps from 1943 to 1945, so I have a special interest in the posts on Pacific Paratrooper.

It’s a great site to checkout, and he often has these great military humor picture.  Watch out for them, they’re good.

Till next time,

Andrew

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