Goodness... I am reading what the two of you have written and I am just killing myself laffing...
no..really... I'm sorry... I apologize... but it's making me LAFF!!
Guess it's the old case of "bin there done that"...
heck... ain't that the truth.
Latest escapade was my inability to pitch out all of the beautiful white paper birch logs and branches after some trees got wrecked during the ice storm in '98....
See... well, it's like this. I had just been down in Blue Mountain Lake area in the Adirondacks the summer before, and I saw the most amazing rustic furniture made out of branches and "paper" and stuff... and, well... it seemed like a damned CRIME to pitch out all of the nice branches off of the birch trees...
So, I carefully cut them up into various lengths and sorted them by diameter... and put some of them up in the rafters in the garage at the back of my studio... But the bigger stuff... Well, I stood them on end along one inner wall in the garage...
But, there were...uhm... "complications"... Because I didn't want to cleanly limb off each stick... to preserve its interesting "branchiness" in case it might come in handy when building a piece of furniture...
And so, I had what amounted to a tightly-packed forest of birch trees, complete with sharp sticks poking out of it... trying to gouge my shins, or poke out an eye, or maybe put a first-class scratch on may canoe whenever I was putting it away....
Well... gee... guess this went on for a whole 2 years... but then, about 4 weeks ago... well... I even hate to admit this, but I carried all of the birch branches back and tossed them on the branch heap out in the field behind the house. Makes me guilty to even look at them as I pass by on my way out to the fields...
Yep, there they sit... up on top of a bunch of moldy, rotted branches... stark and white... like bleached bones... pointing accusatory "fingers" up at me...
jeez... I feel very bad about them... that I couldn't turn them into something "new"... but then I often DO manage to make one thing into another,.. but the truth is that I just can't keep up with all of the old stuff that needs renewing... at least not anymore... I almost AM that old stuff now... think I need someone to renew me.... or else I'll end up on the branch pile going moldy... |
