The
salvage . . . .
I have been
going to a little bandsaw mill close to my house for the last few weeks. The
mill cuts up both raw logs from the island as well as a lot of salvaged wood
from various demolitions and the like.
They also have a large junk pile where those with a nose for such things
can go and dig through to their hearts content. I have run into a few other intrepid
souls looking for what their energy and ingenuity can provide them. From this
pile I have pulled all the lumber used so far to build my little shop. As well
as some choice pieces being saved for later creations and to top it all off
some firewood to boot. Even today I went to cut up some pieces, old siding,
thrown out for being too short or slightly rotten, but found them too beautiful
for my everyday use so I had to abandon that plan to pile them aside for more
carefully chosen work. They were fir and
as most of the scrap I find is cedar, they were just too nice. Fir is such an
amazing wood, so strong and yet so light. Yet I have found a new appreciation
for red cedar as I have begun to use it for everything, having so much at
hand. Next up the shop doors.
The scrap pile
Ruby (my truck) getting loaded up
Ready to go!
My faithful helper in all such activities - Tilly!!
