Sunday, February 16, 2014


oh endless malestrom
bringer of sloth
so many perfect days dashed by your frigid embrace
shoveling becomes my ritual
a scant day it is when the freeze abates

gifts to others still in the works

I'm avoiding the table
of course

it's lustrous surface sheds the dust which tries to settle
I've watched it move all winter
it should do fine in the house

finally the massive lapped leg joints are cut

it's such a big joint I'm actually a bit nervous of movement
how far can I cross glue walnut before it rends itself twain

the prototype is now gone
all further work stems from this point
and this piece
these are all new angles

and new joinery I'm going to have to envision