Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Sunday, December 26, 2010

Monday, December 20, 2010

Sunday, December 19, 2010

Saturday, December 11, 2010

Friday, December 10, 2010

Tackle Box.....c.1942.....heart pine; butt joints and box nails; nuts and bolts holding hinges. Outside touched up......inside, no treatment.

Thursday, December 09, 2010

Wednesday, December 08, 2010

No one, I think, is in my tree--- I mean it must be high or low.
That is you can't you know tune in but it's all right.
That is I think it's not too bad.

Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields forever.

Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.
It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out.
It doesn't matter much to me.

Always, no, sometimes think it's me, but you know I know when it's a dream.
I think I know, I mean, ah yes, but it's all wrong.
That is I think I disagree.

--John Lennon

Tuesday, December 07, 2010

ain't no blues at the fish camp.