Timber Notes No. 002
Some of the most rewarding timber is not sought in distant forests, but found close to home. While clearing a portion of my parents' land, I felled several Black Walnut trees (Juglans nigra), each one carefully milled into lumber rather than left to weather the earth. Not long after, a Norway Maple (Acer platanoides) surrendered to a storm, falling across the fence in my own yard. It too was given a second life beneath the saw.
Wood, like the trees from which it comes, deserves a purpose worthy of its years. Even the smallest offcuts are seldom discarded, for within each lies the promise of another useful object. Many of these modest remnants become handcrafted coasters, allowing the character of each tree—the grain, the color, and the quiet history written in its growth rings—to endure. I often have sets available, each one a small remembrance of a tree that continues to serve long after it has left the forest.