Seems only right to start this with “Hi, my name is Candy. I am a wood hoarder.” And I’ve only begun!
I’ve been actually woodworking for a year and a half (more or less). Available hardwoods at the local box store consisted of red oak and poplar. Now don’t get me wrong, there is some amazing figure in quarter sawn red oak and beautiful color variation in poplar. However it didn’t take long, hanging out here at Lumberjocks, for me to be craving some variety.
So I took advantage of the Annual Town Clean Up and snagged a few broken dining room chairs some one tossed out for the trash man to pick up. Yup, they were maple. I cut up the seat of one and the edge of one piece was birds eye! I would never be able to work in a furniture factory if I had to hide a piece of bird’s eye maple in the middle of a chair seat like that!
Then a friend posted a pic on Facebook about the trash washed up on the lakeshore. Among the ‘trash’ was an old rocker they were going to burn. I got that. Maple there too.
The firewood pile? “That’s too pretty to burn!” Is heard a lot (and not just by me-hubby says it too)!
A friend and coworker, Julie, told me about a wild cherry tree they had taken down out of their yard. Did I want that?
This is where it began…
-- God bless, Candy