Life’s Simple Pleasures

r redden said:
Sunday morning coffee while perusing the Porch.
Finding the knife you want after you've been looking for one for months
Looking in a box at a yard sale to find several old USA made knives and the seller says "would $20 be ok" (one of my better days)
Reaching in your pocket to find a fine knife a forum member gifted you just because they could
The first time you roll up a burr on your edge when you have been trying to learn how to sharpen
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Those last two are special to me...
 
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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Nice poetry, sir.
 
Meeting up with an old friend!!

sunnyd said:
Reaching into my pocket this morning and running my fingers over my old Case 6318 and the previously jigged red bone, now worn completely smooth from 38 years of use and cut some breakfast sausage with the old dark and commensurately worn but loyally sharp carbon spey blade.
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Nice to see your face, Anthony!!:) It's been a while!!
Come around more often, please!!:thumbsup:
 
Hey there Charlie, its good to see you too! It has been a spell. Thanks for the warm welcome back!. :cool:
 
Anthony!!!! I couldn't believe it when I saw the good ol sunnyd
Mate I have missed you- have asked after you a lot - its good to see you back my friend!
I have to pop out but will contact you very soon!
( Anthony - your inbox is full matey )
 
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Hiya Duncan!!. Long time no see to be sure! I missed you as well and its good to be back!. I'll check my inbox a little later this morning (or a little later this evening or tomorrow morning in your case :D) and try and clean it up a little. Thanks for the warm welcome back. :cool:
 
Opening the blade part of the way and having it continue by itself as it bounces into the half stop.
Popping hairs off your arm after a few minutes on the strop.
Using a SAK blade. Any of them.
 
Trying out a pattern you've overlooked for years and discovering you really enjoy it..

Fat dogleg whittler and sowbelly stockman.. I had no clue how many of these I would decide I needed after my first specimens. Great hobby!
 
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