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Belt sander

14 April 2010 | Category: Stories | Author: Clare

For some odd reason, I have got through this process so far without having to clean up an old piece of wood.

Knealing down beside 3 pine beams and trying in earnest to scrape the weather and life from the outside of the lumber, I realised just how interesting that can be. ...[Read More]

Old barn, new life

13 April 2010 | Category: Stories | Author: Clare

Near to the building site is an old, dilapidated barn owned by a local farmer.

At the suggestion of a friend, I had stripped the ceiling planks from my own aged cabin to lend some character to the doors for the building. Realising the value in this, I started to covet another source of old, grey lumber. ...[Read More]

Savage tools

12 April 2010 | Category: Stories | Author: Clare

Sometime in the new year I cut my finger off with a table saw.

I realise that this is the first you have heard of this Mum; please don’t worry. The benefit of winter in Canada is the ability to dive outside and thrust your hand into the side of a snow bank!

I decided not to share the story until the unfortunate finger was all healed up and no longer eliciting suspicious smell tests from the doctor. Presumably checking for gangrene, the first time I saw him do that I nearly bolted for the door in dismay! ...[Read More]

Soon to be a mother

10 April 2010 | Category: Stories | Author: Clare

Breagha came into heat for the first time in January. I watched her carefully at first, unsure how mindful I needed to be. Though dogs were coming from far and wide to present themselves as potential suitors, she seemed unimpressed with the notion in general.

Not having shown any signs of promiscuous behaviour, I  unfortunately started to relax my tight grip on her virtue. ...[Read More]

Winter

31 October 2009 | Category: Stories | Author: Clare

The snow has arrived, and with it the associated difficulties; slippy scaffold, less dextrous cold fingers and a need to get everything that I do not want to scrape snow off into the cabin. I have never been so happy to have a roof over my workspace!

I grinned as I spun round my first corner on Wiseman road today and found myself almost looking forward to strapping on cross country skies and exploring my new white world. ...[Read More]