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I'm building a house. Today was perfect weather for squaring out and setting concrete forms, but I made gate handles instead. The weather proved dry and mostly sunny low forties - perfect for drawing, cutting, carving, and sanding outside, my preferred location. The first set proved too heavy - elaborately carved four foot sections hand cut with 3 cross sections attached with dowels all cut from a red cedar struck by lightning and split into the zodiacal sign Aries. Curses my incredible creativity. This second set these started as a Torii gate a bout an inch thick (eyeball cut with a chainsaw) and about 1.5 - 2 foot long. Modest. functional. But as I was trimming the outside edge, the circ saw clipped off a side and poof, these stunners came to "rest" in the graveyard of earth from whence they came. C'est la vie. Meanwhile, in my head... All my past personal experiences of gossip have been based on a mental image of a "you" rooted in a superior identity ...