Another Beautiful Pipe

Another very beautiful pipe I was looking at is shown in the above.  I have always enjoyed this particular shape (1/4 bent) and find them very comfortable to grip between my teeth.  The grain on the bowl is quite attractive as well. 

On Monday of this week it marked my having gone 20 complete months without indulging in a pipe.  I do very sincerely miss their beauty and charm.  But, I guess I have to say that it is *easier* in 2019 to *not* be a pipe smoker. 

It was not always this way of course.  For many decades it was easy to be a pipe smoker.  I had many friends and relatives who were of the same mindset, and even non-smokers tended to look favorably upon pipe smokers. 

Now, for all intents and purposes, I am a lone wolf in regards to pipe smoking.  I did not initially mind the "lone wolf" status, but over the years, it grew more challenging over time because the more anti-tobacco folks became more vehement, and the tolerant folks became fewer in number.  I really started to feel this "lone wolf" status arise especially around 2000.

Now, when my elderly father-in-law passed away, I lost my last, close-by pipe smoking buddy. I did become truly alone in the hobby.

So, I do still miss my pipes.  And most evenings when I go to bed, I fall asleep reminiscing about the various "good-old days" of pipe smoking.  Lately I have been especially enamored with remembering pipe smoking adventures especially from the 1970s.  Perhaps this decade has been an especially strong focus lately due to some of the music I have been listening to in my office lately.  When I have not been focusing on 1960s jazz.... I have been reinvesting time in listening to Jethro Tull, The Who, Emerson, Lake, & Palmer, Stevie Wonder, George Harrison, and America, Remembering life and pipes in the 1970s is currently a wonderful way to fall asleep.

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