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….if i could count all my stories,
that have been re-corded as growth rings in trees,
what would soon come forth is how small of faith i am,
for who am i to stand up equal too one white oak…..
....it was one day back when that i walked into the forest of wood,
and oh the joy and pain that awaited me in my new found birth,
will i ever be able to express in part how my feelings felt back then,
the expresso drink that was mixed with my blood and wood sap….
....never can get enough of the singing of trees and their laughter,
these sons of the forest come alive in my in-grained imaginations,
that are soon carried forth in the worKings of ‘wood art’ i create,
our lives are but short spaces of breathing but wood art lives on eternal….
A good place to start is with your own wood….(1) slab of cherry wood; (1) board of cherry wood; and (1) branch of white oak. Is there really any-thing more a worker of wood could ask for in life?
“….work smart, work safe, and live, to work the wood....”
-- --frank, NH, http://rusticwoodart.tumblr.com/