Up to our Ears in Sawdust ....

I'm sure y'all are peacefully getting ready for the holiday and all ...


Us?


We are sort of fearful for our lives ...



Well ...



I am ....


The "Tine" count has grown - but Gary has not finished them since they take much longer to dry the way they are made than the Shaker Boxes do - but they are all sitting in the kitchen complaining that they are bored:

As for the Shaker Boxes ...

they just continue to propagate like bunnies:

And the garage is just FULL of surprises! Look like "Number 4 Shaker Boxes" yes? (yeah, they are number fours - I know more about Shaker boxes and the Shakers than I ever wanted to or intended to ...):

But!! Lookie: A TRAY!!

It is a jewelry box - well - it is actually FOUR jewelry boxes ... but whose counting?

They are rather lovely:

So Gary made another batch - here they are all drying:

A couple of Ginormous Tine's drying:

And I haven't even mentioned all the Number Sixes he is making into Sewing Boxes - complete with handles! He brings me in a prototype - tells me what it is going to look like - and I nod and tell him it is beautiful (which is completely true - but if it was not and I am a bit leery of him right now - I might just say it no matter what ... hmmmm....)

So .... Gary has had a very busy first part of the week. Me? I have been laying in bed reading and trying to get rid of a bug that plagued Gary for about a day - I am going on a week ...

Playing with shapes - I just cannot help myself:

Ryan arrived home in the middle of this blog - so it has been delayed somewhat. He noticed that Gary keeps walking in and depositing more Shaker boxes. Which lead to a somewhat frantic whispered conversation between the two of us:

Ryan's stance - he must be stopped - he has lost his mind and we need to knock some sense back into him.

My stance - if he is not happily making a billion Shaker boxes - what would he be doing? What? (no answer from Ryan) The next step might be he goes completely nuts and kills us all in our sleep - let him play in the garage ...


The next time Gary came in Ryan told him that if the current pile of boxes in the house was taller than him - he had to stop:

Gary - clearly pleased (especially that he held back some just sitting around in the garage) headed back to the garage - but not after saying the stack was taller than me - was that worth anything? Apparently not - except to piss me off ...

Just moments ago - he wandered into the house and set four Number Zeros on my desk:

*whispering*
Someone ... anyone! Come save me ... please?!?