Whittling........

Do you remember back a few years ago, when the men would sit outside and take a piece of raw wood, then begin to whittle it?  I remember my grandpa, would sit out in the yard, where the shavings could drop without causing a problem, and he would wile the time away, just sitting there whittling on that piece of wood.  Sometimes, he would spend days on one piece or put it up and go back to it a day or so later.  Depended on the weather, sometimes and on his mood other times.  He would whittle it right down to a bare thin piece, only to cut it up into tiny pieces and start on another piece, if he had one handy.
People don't do things like this anymore, because their lives are full of things that the modern world has delivered up for them to do.