A shipshape shop
I have never been accused of being a neatnik — my desk resembles the aftermath of a tornado — but I have lately found great pleasure in tidying things up. A good example would be my newly rebuilt old farm shop. It has taken more than a year, but I’ve finally gotten the shop to the point where I feel that it’s exactly the way I want it. This has been a long but fulfilling process, one that involved the acquisition of tools that I deemed essential. Sometimes this meant buying a new item while at other times a used piece of equipment proved to be just the thing. I hate to admit ...