Walking is the perfect way of moving if you want to see into the life of things. It is the one way of freedom. If you go to a place on anything but your own feet you are taken there too fast, and miss a thousand delicate joys that were waiting for you by the wayside. Elizabeth von Arnim

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Wednesday, February 18, 2009

My Dad's old tool box

I've been walking around each morning exploring and walking on new paths that I find. I've been trying to map out some basic routes to walk. I have connected up a bunch of paths today and mapped out a route that is 6.5 miles. Lots of variety on this route. I walk some on the roads, then walk down one path behind houses on one side and meadow type land on the other, then woods and a stream. I come out of the path and walk on the road a bit and then take another path which leads to a school, walk to the other side and take another path to a road. Walk the roads a while and then take another path through the woods and along the river. Back out to the road and walk to the pool and walk along part of the first path again and home. I came across this round-a-bout today in a playground by the pool. I haven't seen one of these in years. I remember having lots of fun playing on these things when I was a kid. Running around and around holding on and then jumping on it. I have my father's old tool box from when he was a machinist. I was going to clean it up and paint it but decided just to keep it old looking and I put it on the floor in the pantry to use as a kind of junk drawer. I keep some basic tools, like a hammer, screwdriver and wrench in it. Also some nails, shoe laces, old keys, tacks and other stuff like that. I think that I found a good use for it. Another stay at home day for me. It started snowing as I was getting home this morning, but I'm happy to say it warmed up and turned to rain. Couldn't hang any clothes out side today! I had to make due with my inside lines. The other day I bought a couple more stamps for making cards and today I made a birthday card for my friend Bernice. I worked on my needlepoint and though it's slow going I'm just about done with the sky - two colors of blue and the white clouds. I ate up the last 4 chocolate chip cookies this evening while watching Faulty Towers. That's about it for another day. Hope your Wednesday was a Happy One. :-)

10 comments:

Vee said...

Your walk with all the different paths sounds like it might go more quickly than one that features all the same thing.

Your father's toolchest is a unique treasure.

Cheryl said...

Have you ever looked at your area on Google Maps? You should be able to get an overhead view of all the paths.

Love the toolbox! One day I'll see all your stuff in your new house. I can't believe I still haven't been there!

Anonymous said...

I loved playing on the turn around, there still is one in our little park near our home and in the town park were I grew up....!!

What a treasure, your dad's tool box.

Have a good weekend..
K

George said...

I'm glad you kept your Dad's tool box the way it was. You did find a good use for it.
When I was growing up in the Midwest, we called your round-a-bout a 'merry-go-round'.

KathyA said...

Don't you just love Faulty Towers??? Basil is such a miserable curmudgeon. I've seen all of them at least five times.
I have my dad's vise from his workbench.

Real Live Lesbian said...

I love that toolbox. How very cool!

happyone said...

Cheryl, I'd rather not know all the paths right away. It's fun walking around discovering where they lead. :-)

Kathy, Yes I do love Faulty Towers. I watched them all when they were on television in England - we were living in Scotland at the time. Now we own the DVD's.

Happy@Home said...

It sounds like your walks offer a nice variety of interesting sights. I remember those roundabouts too ~ I'm afraid I would get dizzy if I tried it now :-)

How nice to have your dad's toolbox.

Brad said...

We have one of those merry-go-rounds at the park near us. I've been on it a few times recently and I can tell you what was fun at 8 years doesn't work too well for me at 40+ - it takes a lot longer for the dizziness to go away! I like the dates on your Dad's toolbox. I'm guessing it spans his career. What a great keepsake, and a handy step stool for the pantry!

Dick said...

I'm glad you didn't paint that old toolbox, it's beautiful as it is.