In spite of the ice —
and the water —
and other frosty residuals of POLAR VORTEX 2014 —
— the new year was plugging along in our little van down by the river.
We dug in locust pilings —
which gave our new oak sills a sturdy perch.
A funny thing happened on the way to level, though.
The bubble in our level was half a bubble off. Literally, half of a bubble. Off.
8 holes, 24 feet of locust pilings, and 5 sections of white oak sills into it–
One-half of a bubble.
The fix will be easy enough. Much of carpentry–hell, much of work generally–is fixing mistakes.
So, we’ll make it right.
No use stressing. Cussing only helps so much.
There’ll be light-enough to make amends.
We’ll do our level best–
–just after lunch.
We get a lot of visitors here; that’s why we wear pants.
Lent doesn’t start until early March this year.
Put down your chisel and act quickly, though. The classes fill up fast.