the handyman can?????

i have always been the exceptional type of handyman that always had more parts at the end of a project than i bought when i started.the things built always came with the wrong plans, legs supplied were never the same length and they always required tools that i did not have. did that stop the handyman??? no...it only seemed to spur me on to greater ingenuity and shorter temper.

my children might recall the time i used all my great improvisation in fixing a leaking water pipe in the garden by using pratley mixing putty, clamps and a coke tin. this all done dressed in suite pants and a used to be white shirt. after digging a hole half way to china, getting muddy up to my lily white elbows and running to the hardware store half a million times....the job was done.
the call went out to my son kylen...."turn on the water"......and the sweet voice of my daughter leah saying...." dad, you missed the hole!" i had plugged, glued and clamped the pipe to perfection ...except...i missed the hole. so, at least i showed the plumber how to...or not....do it.

since being with my sweet breeze i have become more adept at fixing and making things that are not the plot of disaster stories, but are workable and not unsightly. i have been racking my brain to fathom why now has my talent blossomed into leonardo da vinci like genius. the answer came to me .....i follow the instructions of someone who can see the end result in her imagination.

                                       mosaic framed mirror by breeze


eureaka...that is what was missing. i could not see the end result in my mind but at least now i can rely on someone who can. so a visionary sees ,and a monkey do!

the results:-

                               one cat tree.....all hand made...mine!

                          cat climbing shelves...

and for the peace de resistance........or  whatever....

                           my broken couch!