Posted on January 13, 2014
Thanks to my son for his help photographing when my hands were inky.
Posted on December 28, 2013
Posted on December 16, 2013
The Deeping Cold outside says to me, “Jack, it is a good time be indoors cutting copper into the flying fish of provision.”
“Indeed!” says I, “but let us not forget those who toil without such comfort.”
“Verily!” says the Deeping Cold.