killer hill

Welding. Welding. Welding. Welding. Welding. Welding. Welding. Welding. Welding.

I never thought I could get tired of welding...but I am. There's been so much to weld and there's still so much to get done. It's tempting to just slam it all together, but I can't--lives are at stake if my welds were to fail and people fall from way up high atop the tower. This adds tension to the work and an intensity that makes for exhaustion at day's end.

Still, it's really good and satisfying work, this making stuff is. As I've mentioned early in this project, I've had this dream of a tower fortress, and here it is becoming real right before my eyes. Today, when I was breaking for lunch, I stopped and looked back behind me at this thing I am creating and was struck by how so very cool this thing is and how fortunate--how blessed--I am. Crane, welder, hundreds of dollars of free steel, the skills, the time, the guts...all this is gift, all this was given to me so that I can be who I am.

Soon, it will be time to lift this dang thing upright. Soon.