The joy of well made things
I was putting away my tools the other day (yes, even I can be reformed) and stopped to marvel at the way my grandfather had crafted the cradle that holds the hand saw perfectly in place in the tool chest. I don't know why it struck me at that point in time and in the way it did, but it was a nice moment. He's been gone for a while, but just thinking that we were exactly on the same page at different moments in time got to me.
There are other tools in that chest that I discover occasionally as a new need arises. It's almost magical. Need a brace and bit for a project? Well, there's probably a bit in there that will be the precise size you need. Need to sharpen it? Well yeah, there's a small stone at the bottom of one drawer just for sharpening auger bits.
Plumb bob? Yep.
Fluted 3/4" router bit? Yep. One lonely bit in a small cardboard tube.
Chalk line? Yep. Filled to the brim with bright blue chalk.
Sliding bevel gauge? Yep. Two, in fact. One old and the other new - seemingly unused.
I'm sure there will be a moment at which I've discovered a use for each and every tool in that box. But, that time has not yet come. Not today.
The mystery continues...