At this time you all know that I have a lot of nice pieces of wood to work with. That is if anyone is reading my rants. I was able to get a truck load of wood from a big red oak tree that was being cut down. Now my shed is full of wood and I have a 7 foot tall stack of the tree trunk standing in the garage.
Don’t let yourself be fooled. The thirst for free wood is never quenched. As I drive around town I am still looking for any easy grab of wood. Maybe it will be a different type of tree, or maybe it will have nice grain pattern? And I know it is feast or famine. I have turned wood that was to rotten or small branches because they were the only wood I could find. Well, that and I tend to squeeze a penny until Abe screams.
Now that spring is on the way I see trees being trimmed and piles of branches everywhere. But now that the coffers are full I find myself only looking for a big score. Even while driving I don’t have to slow down to take a good look. Everything I see is to small compared to bounty I have at home. Oh, I still think twice. Maybe I should grab that branch? The wood I have won’t last forever. Was the wood I just passed a type I have never worked before? But I am a man and we don’t turn around. To late, already passed it.
So for now I am just a Viking sailing my long boat across the asphalt seas. Looking for the big raid and waiting for the famine.