Thursday, November 4, 2010

When the Fog Lifts

"Like a man traveling in foggy weather, those at some distance before him on the road he sees wrapped up in the fog, as well as those behind him, and also the people in the fields on each side, but near him all appears clear, though in truth he is as much in the fog as any of them."  Benjamin Franklin
Benjamin Franklin (1706–1790), U.S. statesman, writer.

After the fog burned off, it was another beautiful day. 
  Now, on to today's showcase.  This fine piece of crafted furniture was made by my husband. It was a long time coming but so worth it. I will treasure it forever and ever. The drawers are big and deep and I love the color he stained it. A matching piece remains in the shop with just final touches needed before it comes up the stairs.

You cannot dream yourself into a character; you must hammer and forge yourself one.
Henry David Thoreau

"Men grow old, pearls grow yellow, there is no cure for it." -Chinese proverb. 
This sweet little shelf was made by my Uncle Milt.  He died a couple of years ago and Aunt Peggy gave this to me before we left Yuma. I really love it because it has stood the test of time & I'm hoping someday I'll be able  to gift it to my cousin, Bobby.  He was my Uncle Milt's only child & I think he would probably like to have it.


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