Blacksmith of the Day

Sometimes when I run errands, I make a point of passing by the blacksmith shop a couple of streets over. Can you blame me? It gets so hot in that little workshop that the blacksmith usually removes his shirt while he labors over the forge or hammers a piece of red-hot metal on the anvil. It takes a lot of muscle to shape metal into useful items, so you always know tha when you see a sign for a blacksmith shop that a really well built man will be nearby. Today's balcksmith definitely proves that point. Among his other responsibilities, he has to keep that fire stoked. I've seen him fanning those flames. Beleive me, he can pump my bellows any day.