Grumbles from the shop #13: Woodworkers spark the end of western civilization
Not many grumbles from the shop these days. It seems that when a contractor orders a kitchen he expects a completion date. Go figure. Health issues have limited my work day to an hour or two a day. So projects are few and far between. Unfortunately so are paychecks. The woodworking withdrawals set in bad so I started a project just for me. I raised bees in my younger days and wanted to get a hive again, but they cost some bucks, so when I found out about top-bar hives I knew I could get a hive for nothing. Right in my price range. So I’m out in the shop feeding the wood bug, the addiction, the passion, the beast, first I have to organize the place. A year of opening the shop just ...
