Most days I am quietly panicking that I haven’t finished building the projects for “The American Peasant” book. I am behind schedule. But then I remind myself that while there are five more projects ahead that I need to build, I’ve made progress elsewhere.
Not a lot of Woodworking books have required the author to reinvent the tools, glue, and finish, before making the projects.
If you weren't a lazy slacker you'd have planted your own trees, too.
I hope this gets its own spinoff book.
The Impaler’s Toolchest
Detailing the construction of a sturdy chest to hold all the tools a Wallachian Count needs to terrorize his enemies.
May I ask what Wendell Berry you've been reading?
Will there also be a sober Carpathian Chest?
Wendell Berry’s “Jayber Crow” has been on my nightstand for some time. While I usually consume books in the same way I eat a burger and fries (quickly, thoughtlessly, like a race to the finish), this book suggests that I sit in warm lamplight and sip on it like a fine bourbon nightcap. Every time I pick it up, I read is more slowly than before, mimicking the slow pace of life depicted in the text, and savoring the meandering nature of its rich environmental descriptions. This has been the book review that nobody asked for ;-)
A peasantly chest and some Wendell Berry? Count me in.
Love the silo books.
I’m sorry, did you say something? I’m still looking at those ankles.
I am on my own trip down the rabbit hole that contains both linseed oil paint and a desire for less hazardous materials in my life (and even moreso that of my four year old) and am curious how you have reconciled those same low hazard desires of yours with the metallic drier (manganese, so not cobalt or worse, but not benign either) that's in the linseed oil paint?
If I could vote, I would vote for Old Red. It just sounds appropriate. Marvin
My wife is a pregnant hobby farmer at the moment. Our garden is a little worse for hot summer which has been less suitable for comfortable weeding.