The heft and feel of a well-worn handle,
The sight of shavings that curl from a blade;
The logs in the wood pile, the sentiment of huge beams in an old-fashioned house;
The smell of fresh cut timber and the pungent fragrance of burning leaves;
The crackle of kindling and the hiss of burning logs.
Abundant to all the needs of man, how poor the world would be
Without wood.

Everard Hinrichs, quoted by Eric Sloane in A Reverence for Wood

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Thursday, March 10, 2011

Now on Twitter

Just starting to figure out this social networking.  Was ruined on it by looking at the wife and kids Facebook accounts...forget that. tmi, as the kids say.  But Twitter seems a little more timely and useful, if you're careful who you follow.

If you're not, you can follow me:  @ChuckDRay  :-)

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