A bit of Saturday morning welding at Seven Cycles. Low amperage welding when I’m still half asleep is not the easiest for me anymore – I’m basically trying to weld two pieces of metal paper together as a test for the Project Forty-Eight.
Regardless, it’s one of the only moments in the past month that I could steal an instant to weld.
It’s quiet and chilly at Seven. The smells of welding ozone and singed cotton gloves always remind me of my bucolic past. And I’m the elf that leaves a mess.
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