Two. A toddler, a babe in the woods.
By choice I had a much lighter year this time out, ups and downs notwithstanding, I even think I posted more reviews than builds. One consumed half a year though plus a long second. And also to my everlasting horror, my post count has fallen below 2 a day!
Calm down, all who feel the same way.
Now prior to writing this, I looked up many that I call buddy, and many that call me so. My findings? Ever so many are MIA.
But I’ll keep them; for who knows, they may return, even as I’ll leave for good some day.
But for those of you that are still alive – you have my admiration for your varied posts and interests (many of which I cannot match), your constant participation and your real enthusiasm in this wondrous craft.
And if you said something nice, well – thanks.
However before I leave, I do regret to say,
IMVHO that is,
“There have been entirely too many projects being made using mostly or only pallet wood in the last year”.
Far too many.
Leave them to die in peace in a bonfire please.
So therefore, in light of this scientific observation and finding, and in order to restore some balance and harmony to the known universe, I have made something quite different to commemorate this, my anniversary.
An ebony pallet.
Joey Knuckles, my endangered species lumber supplier, says that the boards that he got (cough) fell offa truck. Beautiful, heavy and rich streaked with only a few traces of blood, they were perfect for my build; I took all 12 of them.
Why build it you say? Well it’s been perfectly sized to hold my bundled and treasured collection of rare ivory tusks – all safely off the floor now – so much like, the tongue in our cheek…
-- firstname.lastname@example.org : dovetail free since '53, critiques always welcome.