Good old Thoreau. What a contrarian he was! I happen to agree with him in this instance. At my current age, a woodshed is plenty project enough.

But if youth did not have big dreams, not even woodsheds might get built. As Robert Browning said--I paraphrase-- one's reach should exceed one's grasp.

Amen. My Mama died with plans. I guess that is what separates the optimists from the pessimists and the young from the old. We get old when we stop making plans.

It was sobering for me when it hit me I had to start making shorter range plans than I used to, after I cranked out the logistics of how long a life span I have left if I'm fortunate. LOLOL.

Obviously both are needed and I don't think Thoroeau intended otherwise. I love the cryptogram I did yesterday. " You aren't really old until nothing is fun enough to make you forget the weather."

While I miss my garden most, I think my DH misses the cache of fenceposts, bamboo, plywood and misc. other building materials he had accumulated at our old home. Most of it together with most shop tools was hauled to my son's workshop...I think they could both happily spend weeks out there only emerging for meals and sleep. I've been amused to watch my son's transition to building arbors rather than working on carburators or bikes, though there's still some of that, too. So the tradition continues. josh

Hey! It's Friday already? Whoo hooo! (Good quote Steve, I'm just having a bit of fun with your header.)

Oh no..another date mistake!!!

Guess I must be really young, since my plans are celestial. Good to know I still have hope, even if it's unfounded.

M, you are a nut! Love IT. That's a good one.