Got a lot done then took the afternoon off. Benchmark abrasives still has not shipped my order.

Busy day. Cut up and picked up the last remaining tornado tree. Helped David remove a concrete curb from his driveway entrance. Had a great day. Hope yours was good too.

I’m just a guy that likes to tell a story through rhyming words. I make no claims to be good at it. I just enjoy doing it .
I think I’ve found the fountain of youth
I tell you this, and it’s the gospel truth
I just sit down on its soft leather seat
New places to see and people to meet
My boomer vision, dulled from age
Seems much brighter as I disengage
No world problems,no petty woes
It’s the magic of horsepower I suppose
My aging joints, once wracked with pain
Stop sending that message to my brain
My hearing I seem to have regained
To hear the engine I don’t have to strain
Arthritis in my painful fingers
Far less now that pleasure lingers
I tell you friends, I make this appeal
The fountain of youth is on two wheels
The wind that whistles in my ears
The pain and loss throughout the years
All seem to soften and dry the tears
Once you’ve shifted all 6 gears
Refreshed, renewed, rejuvenated
Why this works, I’m fascinated
there’s no doctor that can prescribe
The fountain of youth that I describe
No pill, no drug, no therapy
Provides relief primarily
For all the years of life’s hard lessons
The gain and loss of worldly possessions
It puts all those in proper perspective
The fountain of youth is truly affective
The gray,the wrinkles, oh they’re still here
But the fountain of youth shows me what to revere
Each breath I take
Each step I make
Each time I see another daybreak
Each and every beat of my heart
Is one more second to the day I depart
Once again my fountain of youth
Has showed me clearly the obvious truth
To take each day like it’s my last
To stop dwelling on that what’s in the past
When I go through the final tollbooth
And last I park my fountain of youth
I can only hope I’ve lived a life
Wether driving a truck or making a knife
When it’s measured and judged and placed on a scale
My honor, integrity not once was for sale
When all is considered and it’s been decided
That my entrance to heaven will be provided.
BC

I actually got a lot of knife making stuff done today. The day sure disappufastcwhen I’m in my shop. Got all the knives n my aimed out today. Tomorrow, I’ll finish the neck o ice and make a kydex sheath.

I’ll bet that cat has popped me and drew blood a couple dozen times. Why do I keep trying to befriend her??? Because I’m stubborn,,,,,,,, and light headed from blood loss! I still love her and I’ll feed her until one of us dies.
This sheath took me forever to make. Everything I picked up, I dropped, or spilled, or poked my fingers with. I missed a hole when sewing and had do unsew 90% of the sheath to correct my mistake. On a brighter note, it’s done,it came out nice, I like it. I may have to cancel my funeral attendance. I’m not going to have time to fix my motorcycles gas leak for a few days. I have so many projects and broken things I need to fix that something has to be eliminated.

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I edited out a ten minute section of me talking about my anxiety,when it started, why I think it started, and a whole bunch of stuff no one wants to hear. I will say this, it’s affecting me terribly. This is something I’ve never in my life experienced before. I think calm and peaceful days on the front porch will eventually make it go away. Machete is going to be bee yew tee full!! Got a second huge cleaver in today. I’ve ordered some special tools to work on these two big cleavers. These cleavers are extremely well made, and I think I may focus my non custom knife activities on more of the cleavers and trying to save older well made pieces as well. Cultros liber in an hour.

I’m have some real fun restoring these knives. I’m really amazed at how nice the big S&W Bowie knife turned out. Now I’m anxious to get a sheath made for it. I have plans! I also got the machete I’ve been working on polished and heat treated. In the morning, I have to work on a weedeater, then I’m going to clean up the machete, polish it again, and get those handles on it.

Cultros liber is Latin for knife free.
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With your address if you are one of the five winners. Have a great Saturday y’all.

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I didn’t get as many this time but I was careful to pick onions especially that had potential collector value, and a couple that just plain interested me. Having fun.

It’s Latin. You’ll figure it out
Many thanks to the person sponsoring this give away

Long day of mowing and trying to straighten up the yard before the next batch of rain comes through here. Won some auction knives. Can’t wait to see them in person.

I’m not gonna show you today, but I shave the hobo out of my beard and once again the male model scouts are after me. But seriously. Mailed the broken buck knife off. Maimed a cleaver and the small Chinese sheath knife off. Sanded the machete up to 220, found some nice cocobolo to go on the huge cleaver, shined up a couple knives. Tomorrow I’ll get that machete at least up to 400 grit and maybe do a little work on the big cleaver.

Yep. I’m finding greater joy and pleasure in my knife making and restoration endeavors. The things I loved before surgery, I love even more now. The things that I feel blessed to have, I have an even deeper appreciation for. All in all, it’s a great feeling and I can’t help but be thankful that I experienced the depths of despair and eventual acceptance of the likelihood of dying, then to be given the gift of a bit more life. I take nothing in life for granted now.

Finally got the deep grind lines off the machete. Got a couple knives polished up.

Sunday I’ll be in the shop. Have a great day y’all.

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Had a really productive and very dirty day.

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Just a few things I’m
Doing.

Deep down in the marrow of my bones
Thankful I'm not looking up at a headstone
When a man comes close to his own death
And he's granted his prayer of one more breath
He tends to cherish every minute
Of this world turning and you're still in it
There's no other feeling that can compare
To waking from surgery and you're still breathing air
3 times I went under the knife
3 times thankful to see the face of my wife
Now, blue skies seem bluer
Bad days seem fewer
I once again cheated the sickled pursuer
Sunshine and rain
And yes even pain
All serve to remind me that I'm still on this plane
No words can describe
The feeling inside
Impossible to hide
Can not be denied
I get on my knees
I thank the creator
The Lord of Lords
The great liberator
For just one more chance
At this thing we call life
A few more hours in my shop
To design a new knife
A few more miles on my bike
More of the sunrises that I like
A few more days on my front porch
And I thank God that I'm not a corpse
BC

12 bikes, 2 police escorts, the hearse and the family.

Had one hell of a storm come through here last night. I dread seeing what the storm brought down in the morning.
Got a great start on another machete.

I think I’ve covered all the bases. Finished the machete sheath, wrote a short poem, installed some motorcycle chrome, and mowed a yard and pond.

Well, at least I got a really nice machete finished. The rest of the day was kind of a waste of time, effort and wishy washyness. We got a lot of hard rain and bad weather coming. I’m gonna name a sheath in the morning and mow my grass in the afternoon before the rain gets here.