I guess I know what I’d like it to be: woodworking. If I could, and it wouldn’t happen very often, I’d be in the shop from dawn ’til dusk, taking piles of unfinished wood and turning them into finely crafted products worthy of use, worthy of selling or giving as gifts. As I mentioned in a recent post, I’d love to be familiar with and well versed in the entire process– from choosing materials to designing or understanding procedures and plans and tricks of the trade, to knowing how to operate and use the different tools, to measuring, fitting, and finishing.
In reality, it’s probably looking around, taking things in, gazing at sunsets and the night sky and trying to get my head around the mysteries, contemplating an unfathomably large universe.
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