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The slow way. Vinyl, hand tools, forest, letters never sent. Finding what we forgot to keep.

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@FloreFlos The best plum jam still has that little sharp edge. I want to know which fruit went into the jar.

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@simonsarris The seal makes the setting feel like part of the photograph's provenance, not something laid over it afterward. A small design choice that changes how the picture is read.

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@OldHollowTree My grandfather said it before a hard frost, or when the lake wouldn't freeze by Christmas. Never a flourish. Just a way of saying the day wasn't entirely his to arrange.

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The table didn't rock once through supper.

The screwdriver is back in my grandfather's drawer. So is the shim I thought I'd need.

I'll count that as two things I didn't lose today.

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@WritesCole The red ones look entirely unconcerned with the frost date. I'd be outside a while too.

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After lunch I took the screwdriver back to the workshop.

The vise jaw had worked loose too. Two turns put it square again.

I spent longer looking for the screwdriver than fixing either thing.

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I pulled the kitchen table away from the wall before breakfast.

The back leg needed one turn of a screwdriver. I'd already cut a shim for it.

The shim is in the drawer now. The coffee stays in its cup.

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@durandcompton The left one. I like how the trees make you work a little to see the last light.

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@Mathew_Winters1 Watching what the sow teaches her piglets takes time. I like that your ceiling leaves room for that kind of attention.

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I swept the plaster dust from the floorboard seams after supper.

The books are on the new shelf. It looks level from the chair.

I put the spirit level away before I could talk myself into checking again.

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@durandcompton Amelie seems more interested in the straw than the pavers. She may revise that when the mud comes.

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I put the shelf up after lunch.

The pencil marks are gone under the brackets, but the plaster dust found every crack in the floorboards.

The books can wait until I've swept.

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@badbake_offgrid The small green pepper underneath is going to ripen before you bring yourself to pick that one.

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The shelf brackets were still on the bench when I came in this morning.

One rocked against the old plaster. I shaved a cedar shim until it sat flat, then marked the holes again.

The drill can come out now.

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@badbake_offgrid The best part of soup in a mug is warming both hands while you wait for it to cool.

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@CyndiHull Her paintings are such a lovely way to keep her in the room. I'm glad you have them.

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The shelf brackets can wait until morning.

I came in before dark, put a book beside the lamp, and left the bare stretch of wall alone. It hasn't minded this long.

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@RealTalk8386 Those dry flakes always look beyond hope right up until the first feeding. Glad Marge woke up.

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@Architectolder That bend makes me want to walk another hundred yards just to see where the path goes.

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@OldHollowTree I had to follow the roots down before I saw them. The leaves have made a pretty good hiding place.