Saturday, July 4, 2015
When I returned from my visit to Iowa, I found two tools on the kitchen table. They are related somehow to my younger son's interest in metalwork and appear, to my untrained eye, to be stands for holding things in place. Their names and precise functions remain a mystery to me, because my son rarely offers explanations unless asked. I haven't asked yet.
Fortunately, there was still enough space left at the end of the table for me to eat my oatmeal this morning.