“Stanley is old (1940’s), rough around the edges, and a bit rusty, but very patient…” Read the complete post at http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2016/2/stanley-on-the-bailey-no-4
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“Stanley is old (1940’s), rough around the edges, and a bit rusty, but very patient…” Read the complete post at http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2016/2/stanley-on-the-bailey-no-4
One of the first tools I bought as a young man. It still has its box marked Bailey No. 4. And it still makes any room smell sweet as a woodpile when I use it.
Your a good man when you put your plane to use. Thanks, Simon!
Ah! Just seeing the plane takes me back to woodworking classes in high school. Our teacher had a very high expectation as to what was “level” – I seem to remember doing a lot of planing to make sure that sides of projects were exactly level and even. At least it always smelled nice while you were doing it!
Thanks, matt! It’s good you got to learn how to use a plane.
I’m sure the trumpet vine is grateful you spared its life. 🙂
Hi Cathy. I think the bees and hummingbirds will be even more grateful. The cats were getting worried when I was dinking around to see if I could get the trim off without tearing the arch apart. They seem grateful for the plane and simple solution I chose in the short term.
Lol . . . I imagine your cats enjoy the shade too–and the butterflies.
The cat’s also like it when hummingbirds fly in the catio checking out the trumpet vines. I don’t think the cats ever catch the hummers, but they do take them as a challenge.
It would be hard for anything to catch the hummers. 🙂
I’ve seen more than one of our cats jump straight up in the air and pull down hummers. Actually, one of the reasons we ended up getting our Conure is because our daughter got so upset over the cat catching a hummingbird and she couldn’t save it. We’ve had the Conure for 25 years now.
Oh! All I could think of was “stanley steamer”… Hugs.
Hi Teagan! You don’t have a Stanley tool kit around the house?
LOL, never had a nice kit. I used to have my little tool box of useful things. But every time I moved, to expedite the moving people, I let them use a tool or two, and somehow more and more disappeared every time. Then endless drama of cross-country moves. 🙂
We don’t even have to move. What tools are leftover from what friends and neighbors borrow, the ghosts often help themselves to. It’s amazing the tools I know I have, and I thought I knew exactly where they were, and discover they’re not where I thought they were. Then I have to wander around aimlessly wondering where said tools could be. I often end up spending more time looking for a tool or another tool that I could make work in its place, than it takes to complete the project. I’ve been told I’m a wonder of a handyman — that’s because I’m always in wonder about where my tools could have gotten off to.
I think there was one of these in my dads old toolbox. I wish I had kept it now 😦
Dolce serata Timothy 🙂
Grazie, Simona. You too!
Sounds and looks like you’ve got plenty to keep you occupied.
Thanks, Julia!