The Hot Metallic Smell of Victory

Here I am measuring a part I cut to a length of two inches.

I am, if ever so slowly, becoming a better machinist.  

That plus hearing last week that I would again be excavating at Vindolanda has put me in an upbeat mood albeit with an odd thematic mixture.

Amid the humming of the lathes and mills I thought I heard something like:

"Ave fabricator fortis. Vulcanus ipse saluto"