bubbainar

Last week a friend and I spent six frigid days milling a couple thousand board feet of local timber from the Ozark hills. Much of it is from a freeway right-of-way clearance; some is off of my own property. Bottom line is I have a lifetime supply of quartersawn Sycamore -- not a common thing, even in these parts. I have Oak, Walnut, stuff I can't identify and the satisfaction of knowing every piece since it was a tree.

Gilpin has it right. There is magic in the things around us, especially the trees, but there is magic in Hank's hands and mind as well.