46 days ago
by frank |
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Two Maples….One Pine, and….
....so i stepped outside to the wonders of an outdoor workshop, where some trees where culling my name, having not much time to pass with endless chatter, i reached down and turned my cell-phone off….
—-silence…..
....and so i went up last week and payed my respects to an old friend, one much wiser then me in all the ways of wood, who welcomed me back since our meeting of last fall, while even now this one is busy in the givin...
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53 days ago
by frank |
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Where Dreams Are Made
....never having a thought to lay down and rest, i was culled from the era’s of past, into the days of what might be called future quest, and so from this forum i soon was caught out as blest….—by flp
How one goes about ending a hard days work, is just as important as how one starts a day of hard work! I all-ways give thanks in the mornings for the opportunity to work….and, then when my day is done, I give thanks for the day.
And did I al...
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58 days ago
by frank |
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Tree Friend….
....drink deeply of the wood that is within, and know for a certainty of well be-ing, that all that resides in the soul of a tree, will yet come to life in the spirit of rustic ‘wood art’….
—-the gawker’s have gone as passing on, but you my friend are still much watching and talking, these moments of years we shared cannot be forgotten, as i still watch and listen to hear what you have to say….
—-your slabs of wooden g...
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59 days ago
by frank |
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Wood Root
....root system births birch, struggle of titanic crux, time fades and i walk….—by flp
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215 days ago
by frank |
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After-Effects of Snow….
....what can I add that these picture do not show-tell-speak forth them-selves….?
I knew this one was coming so I had already closed the place up here on the outside, in regards to waiting on an icy breath of winters best. One must understand that it’s not the snow I have a problem dealing with, but the time spent on cleaning up after all the flakes of snow have had their party. So after having spent the day yesterday staying ahead of the storm,...
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259 days ago
by frank |
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Kokedera Temples in the Woods
And so while on my way to work yesterday morning, I decided to do a drop off from the mainframe of time and go for a short walkabout. Haha,....I really have to laugh at myself now in what I just said, since who ever heard of a ‘short’ walkabout? I sometimes read the stories of Aborigines and how the young men start this feat while yet young ….and will often go for months at a time.
Anyways getting back to my story and trying to not be dist...
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293 days ago
by frank |
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Blogging at “Eastern Thought”
”Building the Timber Frame House” —by Ted Benson and Part 1 the Past, chapter 1; page 3….Ted writes;
”If Japanese carpentry was highly evolved, it was also fiercely competitive. The craft was developed within a family guild system that maintained tight security over construction techniques and strict authority concerning procedure among it’s members. Intense rivalry between the major guilds had the positive effect of keeping the sta...
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300 days ago
by frank |
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Imagination at Work
....clearing my head i reach for more space, and found in an-other canopy of needed growth, i start to breathe the intoxicating winds of high change, where all that i am is all that surrounds me here….
—-who speaks the language of trees, when all that surrounds me is the added moments of gathering more wood, and so those other’s preach of softwood and hardwood, while i am content to satisfy my longings of ‘old growth’....
—-when...
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333 days ago
by frank |
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My Old Friend
....time suspends as i watch this moment, while other’s carry on with an already brisk made tea, just as i still fetch my twigs for the making of a fire, and i knowing that soon the world out there will start to clatter….
—-been days now upon this high trail, where the few that continue on with me, are oft given to fits of incessant chatter, and so i walk over behind this tree to gather my silence….
—-food runs low and water is lower, the ...
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360 days ago
by frank |
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The Silence of Moments
....this passion of the wood that sits before my eye as i, has never stopped sharing the breathing of my circular quest, and were i to give momentum to praise found in heavens sky, then just so shall be also be this silence that bequeaths my best….
....in the silence of moments such as this, there is known the more of power, then all the words that have ever been spoken to diss, and so i opened my mouth and tasted an hour of flower….
And als...
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