on the seventh day of Christmas

I have been finding more time to commune with my workshop of late. Early this week I realized that with the cold winter wind howling over, under and around the eighteen foot wide “insulated” garage door, my little kerosene heater would never take the chill off the shop… and I had been wishing to afford ceiling insulation.

All further shop projects took a back seat to sealing up the door.

Scrap lumber, scrap metal, screws from inventory, unused tarps and a couple of days later, there is NO breeze coming in the shop and a modicum of additional insulation joins the R-next-to-nothing of the garage door to keep old man frost at bay – or, more accurately, out of my shop bay.