I don't listen to my wife
the CNC bench that Icarus built
Suddenly, you get the message!
I put the arms on the bench this morning. I routed a large radius that I find comfortable on the ends and side retaining the original outer edges. As I was doing so, I noticed the strip of hardwood that I had uncovered. It took me a moment to make sense of what I was seeing and to remember why that strip was in a bench plank. At the time my joinery was so casual that an insert was the only way to maintain any pride in the end product. That bench plank had been around for a while.
And that reminded me of all the time, all the personal changes that had taken place while that bench plank transformed into its current condition. There suddenly revealed and presented to me in that clear line of wood, as a gift.
The Tao that can be told is not the Eternal Tao
Icarus Flyby 6/4/22