Here is an ink drawing of a workbench
it sums up the idea of tools and a work station.
I like it very much.
I remind myself of the little drawing to cheer my spirits for the day has yielded very little of any worth.
All wrong headed and fruitless efforts.
My bench can rest quiet tonight as the temperature drops with the fading light.
Pete is coming for supper . . . .
Ruth is cooking beef casserole and Red Cabbage with onions and garlic.
Pete will bring rations of Czech beer in his haversack and we will talk about everything.
So the day is not so bad and tomorrow is another day.