Mother Oak
When the ancient mother oak fell in the front meadow several years ago, I had her torso thickly sawn, then stickered to dry. Now she lives on as low spooning benches and tables. They are beautiful, sweet reminders of her former life.
When the ancient mother oak fell in the front meadow several years ago, I had her torso thickly sawn, then stickered to dry. Now she lives on as low spooning benches and tables. They are beautiful, sweet reminders of her former life.