Just minding my own business, sweeping up some sawdust, when this guy flies into the garage. It landed, put up its dukes and hissed at me. Coincidentally, not 5 minutes earlier, my son pointed out a praying mantis on our front door.

Meanwhile, truck is a work bench. I chopped up and old table to make a work surface for the new toolbox.

Yes, lots of waste on that table top. I cut it in the wrong direction initially, not leaving the finished routes edge on the front edge.