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Tag: tools

The woodworker

The woodworker

At the rental house, there are two garages, but one of them isn’t for cars. It’s a woodworking shop, and it belongs to Amanda. She let me see it. I got to ogle the band saw, the power saw, the shaping tools that I don’t know the names of but would like to. I got … read more The woodworker

Posted on August 30, 2016May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories InheritanceTags 2014, craft, Dad, shop, tools, women, wood2 Comments on The woodworker
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