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Man it is a bit difficult to work with all these digital images.  Not that they themselves are difficult but only that the operating systems are always changing and the old programs don't work and one has to discover if the new ones do.

And one has to buy the new ones of course. And there is the difficulty of coordinating everything and getting it to work properly and operate smoothly etc. ...

I was thinking this morning how it used to be, whenever you went into a house in Rosedale Park like pretty much every weekend as I remember, open houses and such, the thing that usually delighted me the most was the fabulous variety of homemade workbenches, and occasionally even a work studio with not only a beautiful bench but a side area with the tops of jars screwed into the bottom of a shelf and  glass jars full of screws or nuts or cool little pieces of wire in it.

They were all such expressions of purpose and beauty...you could occasionally see them with all the original tools each safely ensconced on a particular place on the wall...it took my breath away....

And ironically and maybe not ironically they were the only things I ever saw in those houses that was rugged and handmade.  It was I am sure some sort of expression of setting up and getting ready...I'm not sure what for.  But something anything.  Most of that part of town was built during the depression at any rate.

I remember going into one house down the street that looked small, but of course it wasn't.  The enitre basement had a ceramic or terrazzo floor of the flag of Japan.  It was so beautiful.

Our house on the corner was I believe the first one in that part of Rosedale.  They had brought Italians in to do the plaster work and you could cry every time you saw it...sixty years later not a single crack in it anywhere.  What extraordinary work.