Life’s Simple Pleasures

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Buzzbait

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It’s all about life’s simple pleasures.

  • The smooth pull of a blade, with a crisp snap to open.
  • The focused relaxation of running a knife’s edge along a soft Arkansas bench stone.
  • The feel of your fingernail passing over a piece of deeply sawcut bone.
  • The slow aging process of sambar stag.
  • That sound of a knife ringing after the blade snaps shut.
  • The shape of your favorite shield.
  • The classic look of dark ebony covers.
  • Seeing the shine on an edge, after running it across an old leather strop.
  • The sound of a knife effortlessly passing through a piece of newsprint.
  • Seeing your reflection in a polished blade.
  • Watching a carbon steel blade darken with patina over time.
  • The grip of a knife that perfectly fits your hand.
  • The pocket wear on the jigging of old bone covers.
  • The memories associated with every scuff on a leather sheath.
  • Choosing your daily carry from a row of five on your nightstand.
  • The look of a match strike pull or a deeply cut swedge.
  • The classic pale color of yellow Delrin.
  • Smooth nickel silver bolsters, after rubbing them with a polishing cloth.
  • Haggling a trade with a friend, over a pint at the pub.
  • The act of working fresh oil into a old knive’s pivot.
  • The contrast of steel and brass, stacked along the spine.
  • How the tip digs your initials into an old park bench.
  • Cleaning a brook trout on a cold spring morning.
  • The comfortably familiar lines of your favorite pattern.
  • Finding that cardboard knife box in an old forgotten drawer.
  • The leather pouch in your hunter’s pack, that holds your field stone.
Feel free to add your own.
 
Great Buzz:thumbsup: I'll add just a couple now, come back and add more later.
* Rub the TC bolster as it acts as a worrystone while watching my Fighting Irish pull out a victory, or not:eek:
* Pocket my TC Barlow during some of Life's most memorable moments, both happy and sad
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Sounds like to me you sure know how to live :thumbsup:

  • Testing the edge after a lot of use and finding it still satisfyingly sharp.
  • Unboxing a simple slip joint that you have wanted for years and finding it just right and at that moment you know you wouldn't trade it for anything else at twice the price.
 
Great list, Buzz! A few more, if I may:
  • Having your spouse ask if you have your "sharp knife" with you and having one ready.
  • Holding a slip joint that is your parents' age and marveling that it is still as serviceable as it was when it was new.
  • Using your favorite knife to take thin shavings from a piece of wood, leaving behind a smoother surface than you'd get by sanding.
 
Great Post Buzz!
  • Snapping pictures of knives that meet many of the criteria above and sharing them with good folks who appreciate it :)
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When you mentioned the pocket worn bone I happened to have this old Schrade Cut Co peachseed sitting next to me waiting for it's turn in the knife photo lineup :D

- Kevin
 
The reassurance I get setting my knife and wallet down after a long hard day, like my dad did, and his dad did - and watching my kids play - knowing that they will likely do the same someday, and maybe things will be just fine for them.
 
The feeling you get when you spot a worn slip joint in the corner of an old toolbox, when you find “the one” but you know that you will move on in a year or two, When you spot a worn knife That still has enough blade left to last another 20 years,
 
Buzzbait said:
It’s all about life’s simple pleasures.

  • The smooth pull of a blade, with a crisp snap to open.
  • The focused relaxation of running a knife’s edge along a soft Arkansas bench stone.
  • The feel of your fingernail passing over a piece of deeply sawcut bone.
  • The slow aging process of sambar stag.
  • That sound of a knife ringing after the blade snaps shut.
  • The shape of your favorite shield.
  • The classic look of dark ebony covers.
  • Seeing the shine on an edge, after running it across an old leather strop.
  • The sound of a knife effortlessly passing through a piece of newsprint.
  • Seeing your reflection in a polished blade.
  • Watching a carbon steel blade darken with patina over time.
  • The grip of a knife that perfectly fits your hand.
  • The pocket wear on the jigging of old bone covers.
  • The memories associated with every scuff on a leather sheath.
  • Choosing your daily carry from a row of five on your nightstand.
  • The look of a match strike pull or a deeply cut swedge.
  • The classic pale color of yellow Delrin.
  • Smooth nickel silver bolsters, after rubbing them with a polishing cloth.
  • Haggling a trade with a friend, over a pint at the pub.
  • The act of working fresh oil into a old knive’s pivot.
  • The contrast of steel and brass, stacked along the spine.
  • How the tip digs your initials into an old park bench.
  • Cleaning a brook trout on a cold spring morning.
  • The comfortably familiar lines of your favorite pattern.
  • Finding that cardboard knife box in an old forgotten drawer.
  • The leather pouch in your hunter’s pack, that holds your field stone.
Feel free to add your own.
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All done after calling in sick from work.
 
sitflyer said:
When you come across an old favorite, while going through your collection, and decide to pocket it and use it for a few days, or maybe more...
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I can't believe how often this happens, I'll just be sitting at my desk in the knife cave and will spot a knife, pick it up and say... "man that is a nice knife." Next thing you know it is upstairs sitting next to my keys and wallet with a free pass to join me the next morning :)
 
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