Don’t you love that feeling when you acquire a new skill? You know: that combination of independence, pride and security that comes from knowing you will never again have to ask (or pay) someone else to please, if you wouldn’t mind, just when you have a moment do it for you? We’ve recently been revelling in that very feeling because we bought ourselves a jigsaw.
This wondrous addition to our toolbox fills a definite gap in the Homestead “cutting things” implements which, until its arrival, consisted of a handsaw and a chainsaw; neither of which are known for their precision work or straight line cutting. Not with any of us at the helm, anyway. The inability to cut something to fit something else has, until now, seriously hindered a load of projects – just a quick glimpse around the backyard will show you that. In the past we’ve either had to source timber of the correct length (or thereabouts), alter the plan dimensions to accommodate current “permaculture resources” (the pile of salvaged junk around the back of the garage), or get on the end of one of the other two cutting methods and do our best. One word: ramshackle.
But now, the sky’s the limit!
Will the proposed new kitchen bench allow the repositioned fridge to open unhindered? Let’s just lop the existing bench to the proposed dimensions and see!
Yes! With room to spare.
Our new storage spaces needs shelving: no problem!
Cut to size and with straight edges!
The man who makes the cut out goat silhouettes we were wanting to mark Bob’s final resting place has retired: well, that one needs a little more pondering but you can be sure our jazzy little jigsaw is up to the job – whether we are is another story.
Over the week the perpetual garden clock quietly ticked through another zone and we’re now up to the chicken run, the site of the earliest of our DIY forays. Plans are afoot for a chicken house makeover and milking stand decon-reconstruction of epic proportions. Once we’ve toned these down a little and reason has reasserted itself, you can be sure our newest toy and the recently acquired ability to operate it will be at the forefront of construction as it will in the kitchen, where demolition continues.
The completed clothes line garden
With each chunk of cheesy, powdery, ancient plaster that clatters around our ears as we wrangle the existing cabinets off the walls we find ourselves feeling a little more ill. This is our biggest project to date; what if it doesn’t work?!
On reflection, we’ve had these very same feelings at this point in every new project we’ve tackled and it always seems to pan out in the end. We always manage to cut the mustard, and with our new jigsaw in hand you can be sure it will be the straightest, cleanest, prettiest condiment-cleave ever.