If I were a welder, I'd be the kind of welder who makes sparks rise when I apply the torch to a fleeting metal.
I've never welded. My "skilled" trades experience stops at painting doors at an industrial plant and and hoisting kegs of powder for a gunpowder grinding mill.
But if I were a welder, I'd make the sparks fly, and watch the embers slowly burn out. Then I'd make things fuse, and meld,and heal.
craft talk
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The Misplaced Bishop and the Dropped Queen
Today one of my postal chess opponents committed a blunder, losing a queen. He resigned a few moments later, leaving a note that he accidentally…
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The Rain After the Cold
This morning I finished reading Edith Wharton's novella "Bunner Sisters." I found the story compelling. The rain fell solidly last night.…
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Before the rain
I got out this morning to take a walk, to get my exercise in before a storm moved in. I walked an hour in our neighborhood Glendover Park and the…
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