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Stopping to smell the beautiful roses (which smell wonderful.)

Today, I finished painting, and then planted, the flower box I've wanted ever since we built the shed.  Unfortunately, it's been long enough since we built the shed that it needs a new coat of paint, as well!  We get eggs from a friend with lots of chickens, and made scones today.  We had a nice morning in the shade, including fresh scones, cherries, tea, coffee or milk, and a few games of checkers.  And now, I will be attempting to finish reassembling the screen door I took apart last week.  Then I might have time for weaving in a few of the thousands of ends on the Oriental Jacket I am working on.  The knitting is done, at least!   What are you working on this weekend?  Finishing any projects?  Reading any good books?  

Back in January, I spent some time with Scott, a luthier.   You might wonder what a luthier is; he is a maker of stringed instruments . At one time, I had a boyfriend with a roommate whose step-dad made guitars.  When I started my artists and craftsmen series , I knew I had to include him.  My boyfriend, (who has stuck around many years after marrying me) thought it was a good idea; so here's a little of what I experienced on a wintry day with a luthier who makes stringed things by hand.  Literally, he carved on an archtop guitar while we talked.   He built the guitar and the harp in the first picture, most pieces carved from blocks of wood.  Other things he does by hand: fills out receipts (on paper), writes books (in notebooks), plays guitar.  And I will admit, I was pretty enamored to meet someone who still has a phone that is  completely attached to the wall.  I really enjoyed talking to this kindred spirit; we...