Today I am posting my baby picture.  Doing regular maintenance at home I came across my baby picture.  I scanned it of course, but it was taken in 1970 or 1971. 



I can remember my life back to 1973.  I was three.  I don't remember before this year.  This is why I do not fear death.  I do not remember before I was born.  I shant remember after I die.  Collectively I am sure the universe does its job.



As I was tolling about today I engraved my name on my carpenter tools.  I am a form carpenter, so it is important that all of the tools I carry have my name on them.  If I do not put my name on my tools someone else will. 



I was happy to find an engraver at Home Depot.  I like Home Depot better than Lowes.  I had been looking for one for about a year or two.  My last engraver was 20 years old and I lost it in a move.  I tried before to engrave with a dremel, but that was like cutting butter with a hot spoon.



I think that tomorrow I will get wet so I have my rain suit ready.   Today as I was painting a cabinet that my father made in high-school a little drizzle succumbed.  As I was attaching hardware back to the cabinet I thought about how much of a destructive boy I was.  I loved to take things apart.  I also loved to build.  As a form carpenter I make forms, then I take them apart.  What I leave behind is usually a large building.  Tomorrow I will build some more in the rain.

We went to the Temple today for the Songkran Festival. This is the Thai New Year Festival. For monks this is a time to recieve their robes and gifts. For us the monks are very important. For me especially I appreciate the dedication that they have to teaching Dhamma (Dharma).



My wife and I brought an exchange student from Thailand with us. For this student it was a nice way to have home away from home. Just imagine travelling through rural Virginia and seeing a sign in Thai letters with a Buddhist flag, Thai flag and American flag signalling a temple near by.



Some expouse language that contains negative ending of the world. For this writer it is too much to bear. Where there are pepople there are problems. It is our work to work through this. Where there are probnlems there are are people. It is our joy to endure this.

Two weekends ago I spent time with my Grandaughter. As we were waiting for the ferry to take us from Norfolk's Waterside I photographed Portsmouth.