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For years I have enjoyed woodworking.  I have original pieces that I worked on with my brother.  Refinished furniture that adorns our house.  And even a sign on the front of our house. They were all enjoyable projects.  So, when asked about a consideration for a gift, I mentioned woodworking.  A gift certificate was forthcoming. Yesterday I wandered into Lee Valley Tools.  For the uninitiated, that is the "drool shop" for those who are into woodworking. At first I thought I was missing it.  I circled the store with nothing to buy (other than perhaps a great chopping board and kitchen knife sharpener - which I eventually left behind).  As I left, I had a slight catharsis.  I did not need any tools.  And when a project arises, I'll be ready to check Lee Valley once again.  But for the moment my life is absorbed with other interests.  And that's fine!

After a busy Easter weekend and a quick trip to Prince Albert for our granddaughter's birthday on Tuesday, we are back home.  I'll get back to full blog entries as soon as possible, but for today - I'm going to need a good night's rest!

Today I stepped out with my wife.  Once around the block.  Just enough exercise for her to tone her muscles. For the last few months I've been riding a stationary bike for around 20 - 30 minutes every few days. As I rounded the block I could hardly believe it.  I was not out of breath.  My muscles were just starting to loosen up.  My feet were ready to go another block or two. Which makes me thankful.  Two years ago I could barely hobble a block to get physio for my double knee replacement.  I had come off of pain killers and was fearful a wrong step could put me into a tail spin. And now, I jump up when needed, play floor hockey and enjoy a fairly healthy life.  I am thankful to God for new strength and a renewed life!

For an hour this morning! What she missed!  In that time I had three sets of visitors, a further conversation, a bit of administration and much more.  By the time my wife returned the world had turned and life was a whole new ball game (OK, too many metaphors but life is a barrel of pickles). So, to all who wish to accompany me on this road of life.  You never know what apples may fall from the tree.  Of course, most days there's merely sand under foot!  But some days - the heavens fall and the atoms of life excitedly circle me. OK, enough already!  My wife says I'm too wordy - that's what happens when she leaves me!