Silver sod

Still no great shakes at silver soldering. But as with most things, the more one does, the better it gets.
Morning on computer, afternoon flitting between practical projects, sorting wood and soldering pipe. Given the choice between hating myself for the constant changing of focus and untidiness, or rejoicing in that quality, I follow my nature and flit relentlessly between the two schools of thought. What a bath of irony to soak in.
Never a dull moment for we of the butterfly mentality.