Sunday morning: The bench stands near the window and seems happy.
After waking up and eating breakfast (organic eggs that Jack and Caitlin got from their neighbor Nicole) and listening to Blue Grass music on Jack’s Makita battery powered radio, I finally found something productive to do: forming a tenon on a mallet handle that Jack started working on a few days before.
Forming a round tenon with a rasp and file takes time. But that morning I had all the time in the world and practically no incentive to go outside; rain was falling down and squadrons of mosquitoes, deer flies and other man-eating bugs were lurking in the forest. So we stayed in the cabin, rasping, filing... and eventually driving the tenon home.