Time, as a noun states "the system of those sequential relations that any event has to any other, as past, present, or future; indefinite and continuous duration regarded as that in which events succeed one another." Why would I post this? well for the simple fact that in a house with two gimps time seems to slip away, one thing leading to another, leaving unfinished business in its path of ignorance. and in the ignorance mothers day crept up on me like a lion in search of its next meal, Mothers day was no exception, I bought the card in advanced (which if your like me is like reading a book for two hours to find a card that has any sincere meaning) I have my plan for A surprise gift, not bought but hand made, and what happened, during mothers day I am Scrambling to finish the gift so it resembles somewhat of what i wanted it to be. All Chaotic doings aside, my wife loved it regardless of me finishing it in my usual incompetent way. the chimes are hung by string, not heavy test fishing line like i wanted, the hanger looks like a coat hanger someone wolf use in to hang a wrinkled shirt on, but they can be fixed, the main thrust is I did get it all together and it sounds beautiful( when there is wind) so here is a pic so you can see what a husband that mismanages his time will create. when it is done the way I like I will post an amended pic. I hope all mothers had a wonderful day and didn't get stuck with an incomplete project like the one gave my love of my life. All my best
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| Copper wind chimes with a splash of wind blowing by. |
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