Those are the adventures of Mr. Fimbulmyrk, in bushcraft and blacksmithing, mountainbiking and hiking, reenactment, writing, singing, dancing, stargazing and having a piece of cake and a coffee. Pray have a seat and look around you, but be warned - the forest´s twilight is ferocious at times.
Mittwoch, 25. April 2012
She has done it again...:-)
I could cry.;-) No really, I could;-). I always try my best. But it turns out I am no match whatsoever for the magic troll... she made another sheath, this time for a Martiini knife for her father...
Why do I still bother at making sheaths myself? I am all crap at it;-).
Answer: Because I want to get better.;-) Life would be boring if not for some healthy challenges.
And she keeps inspiring me in many ways...too many to tell. She brings out the best in me.
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