That thing that you enjoy doing. That thing that once you are engrossed in it, time passes without you realizing it. That thing you'd rather be doing when you are at work.
Everyone has a thing, some just take a long time figuring out what their thing is. This summer, I think my son has finally discovered his thing.
This week we visited Billie Creek Village, a turn-of-the-century living museum. While I was most interested in the old fashioned quilt show, and M was interested in the tools and farmstead, A was entranced once again by the blacksmith. And in fact, has decided to become a blacksmith's apprentice. Each second Saturday of the month, we'll be making a trek to meet with the Indiana Blacksmiths Guild where the kind blacksmith at the village has agreed to teach A everything he needs to know.
We realized later, after our tour was over, that we're really, really close to being able to open our own living museum. In our family we already have a farmer, a potter, a woodworker, a quilter and now we'll have a blacksmith. We just need him to hook up with a girl who makes candles and we'll be good to go.