“If you want to destroy my sweater, hold this thread as I walk away.”
It seems like no matter how much balance I’ve worked into my life, the week before Christmas is where it all unravels a bit. Personal and professional commitments pile on top of the presents beneath the tree. My normal sleep patterns are all thrown off and I push through only because I’m filled
the joy of the season coffee. Lots of coffee.
Effectively that means I never get to make enough sawdust and shavings during this most wonderful time of the year, but even with everything else I have been able to find a little workshop solace.
A week ago I was able to assemble the saw till. Everything came together more or less as I wanted it to. All of the visible joints are nice and tight and all of the invisible joints are nice and solid.
Thanks to a comment on an earlier entry I did some measuring before I cut the front rail and found that I would need to have a higher rail for my back saws. The solution was a stepped rail, but I went ahead and added an ogee to match the sides.
I did learn a good lesson about thinking twice before switching up ideas in the middle of a project though. Originally I intended to attach the front rail with a simple nailed lap joint which was intended to hide the dadoes that hold the shelf. The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to do something different with the rail and so I got the bright idea to try my hand at wedged through tenons.
Solution? Trim the tree.
It’s on the wall waiting for a drawer and some paint, but that is going to have to do for the moment. Christmas is only a few days off and I’ve got another woodworking related project occupying me for the moment that has nothing to do with making shavings.
On another front, after a nice score of Southern Yellow Pine from (several) trips to the lumber yard I was able to get a start on my knockdown Nicholson.
I gave my Disstons (and my arms) a workout, but all the parts are rough cut, stacked and stickered while they acclimate to the shop over the next week or so.
I’m taking a few days off for the holidays, but here’s wishing you a merry Christmas! May your days smell like fresh cut pine and may all your plane irons be shiny and bright.