The appreciation for doing something with your hands is a dieing concept today. Its truly, very seriously, a sad thing.
My granfather used to do wood working and as a youngster I would always hang out in his shop with him. I was fairly young but the love for great natural wood grain and the smell of saw dust or wood that had just been drilled into never left me.
As a result I now will go to thrift stores, find old and beat up solid wood furniture and fix it up (some of the most amazing wood furniture is sadly painted over 3 and 4 times). A little stripper, some sanding, new hardware, stain, and a finish and we rock and roll!
Hint, a good propane torch lighly applied can REALLY made somd grains just pop right out at you!
“Let it not be said that no one cared, that no one objected once it’s realized that our liberties and wealth are in jeopardy.”
"He who passively accepts evil is as much involved in it as he who helps to perpetuate it."
---Dr. Martin Luther King
"If you think we are free today, you know nothing about tyranny and even less about freedom."