For some reason I can just look at a piece of wood and make something out of it in my head. This sometimes can be a blessing and a curse.
The blessing being that I get to create useable, functional, rustic and sometimes whimsical pieces that are just fun to make out of wood that would otherwise be thrown away or burned.
My curse is that my workspace is overcrowded with a pluthera of reclaimed wood and logs, the days of excitement when I find a red cedar or oak and realize that I have to move a 500 lb log in order to mill it.
As I roll and flip this log I thank God for providing free resources and giving me this artistic outlet which excites and satisfies every time something is created.