MJS Creative Landing

Candle one, Candle two, Candle three, Candle four It took more candles, more candles all on the floor Round Candles, Skinny Candles, Short Candles, Stout And every spot one was lit, the boy blew it out Could hardly imagine the time that it took to place all in the candles in crannies and nook No matter all the effort; imagine all the same How one boy found the stamina to douse every flame

I have the awesome opportunity of working with this wood to create serving trays for a wood worker in Valley Mills, Texas. When you can discover great wonders of pecan or walnut under the wear and tear of these old pallets, it is a delight to the eyes and a strain on the planner.

Huck the Duck wanted his dinner But, Huck the Duke could have been thinner He ate like a hungry furious baboon Never stopping to chew all the food he'd consume One day Huck went swimming as was his ambition When into the water he went on his mission And all of a sudden he started to sink He looked all around and started to think How in the world do I get out alive when suddenly he gave his wings a try But flap as he could he could not take flight Huck found he was too fat and he made worse his plight Out of the blue came a goose and a guinea They managed to grab poor Huck out in a jiffy When gotten to shore Huck was oh so delighted He pledged then and there to alter his diet The next time Huck went out for a swim He was lean and mean like he'd come from the gym He confessed that he ate far too much for his size and agreed to eat less and get more exercise

Fresh baked bread and chocolate chip cookies mixed together in the air as if an alchemist knew it would have a strange effect on me Stopped in my tracks and wondering where it is coming from my imagination is the source or this mockery I can almost taste them both warm both a bit chewy both bursting with flavor as they fill my mouth with unbelievable joy I am satisfied my expectations were not unmet and then a lemon rears it head And all I can do as it exposes itself to the knife is wonder as I cannot control the juices of resistance gathering around my tongue and in my cheeks no delight no delight

Each Rain drop found a place to gently land in the puddle from the sky each let loose their parachute and glided through the early morning light the little splash would find its way to nearby blades of grass the grass would sway and feel refreshed as the sun gave rise the last drop fell and the trees gave a shake as the winds danced through the air refreshed are roses, refreshed are pansies, refreshed are lilies and shrubs and grubs, and little birds and squirrels and back to the earth the rain must return and back to the sky from above in the distance, the clouds make way to gather the day and spill forth the rains again but today the sun bathes the creatures below as if they never knew rain before

I am working on a prototype ladder and mini bed frame... I like the concepts. It is time to purchase other equipment to clean it up and round it out... To see both pictures, click on story. What else can we make? Blessings~

In this land a warmth so envelops one that one dare not look straight on to see By contrast in this land there is no need to see or hear or feel or be