There is almost always a tool or a piece of a half-finished project hanging around my kitchen. Lately, Chris has changed it up a bit.
Now I come home to motorcycle parts.
These parts clog my mailbox upon their arrival, wait for Chris' attention on my counter-top, and are scattered around my back garage (in an organized manner, or course). Why so many motorcycle parts? Chris bought this a few months ago:
And now he is consumed with creating something really cool out of a piece of junk.
I won't go into details (if you're interested, he would LOVE to tell you what he's doing) but I will, however, post a few more pictures when he's done.
