I got no idea.
What did you do in your shop today?
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That's a nice collection, looks like there's a lot of bird points, and what looks like the tip of a spearhead.
Myself and a friend used to find freshly plowed fields to hunt them many many year's ago.
Used to frequent the Medina, Frio, and Pedernales rivers frequently. Dad and I would just go walking and find arrowheads. We'd even find sites where we'd find an abundance of flakes and we'd surmise it was a place someone sat and knapped a few points as needed. Then we'd go somewhere else and find an abundance of fossils. Danged, I sorely miss those days!!!
If you know about the Roswell thing then you should get the connection I'm inferring to. ............. Nubs
I've been in the Pedernales many times. Even have permission from one of the landowners near Fredericksburg to collect rock and points. I've also explored all over Hill Country and have some G-10 specimens plus one Kerrville knife that's expertly knapped with the exception of the handle. My computer will not accept pictures from my phone, so I'll try to use my camera instead to show you they are real instead of a figment of my mind. ............ Nubs
I don’t though. I’ll go and look it up.
Basalt, and dacite mainly in this frame. Mostly found in South Central Colorado, but the material comes from New Mexico.
Same, I found a little rounded bird point looking at the ground from the bed of my grandpa's C10 "old yeller". Almost the same color too. Also miss spending my teenage years at the Santa Fe flea market. Those people were definitely hobby enablers.
Making progress... got the body, top and bottom ready for sanding, also the pedestal. The base is in the glue shop getting a wrap around to hide the end grain.
This will have to be about what I did in someone else's shop, because my own shop is small and doesn't have room for a bandsaw. . .
My parents had a bald cypress (Taxodium distichum) in the back yard of their home in south Louisiana. It had to come down, but my mother saved a hunk of the stump and gave it to me to play with. . . and yesterday I took it to a friend who has a big shop and a floor-mounted bandsaw. This was the result, over a foot wide:
We got four "cookies" an inch thick. I was not prepared for how pretty the pink-purple bands would turn out. I have a few ideas about what to make with these, but no firm plans yet. . .
My parents had a bald cypress (Taxodium distichum) in the back yard of their home in south Louisiana. It had to come down, but my mother saved a hunk of the stump and gave it to me to play with. . . and yesterday I took it to a friend who has a big shop and a floor-mounted bandsaw. This was the result, over a foot wide:
We got four "cookies" an inch thick. I was not prepared for how pretty the pink-purple bands would turn out. I have a few ideas about what to make with these, but no firm plans yet. . .
Perfect size for clocks.
Too bad you didn't cut then thicker (2"+). They would have made nice outdoor end tables or stools if you're into rustic furniture.
If you are going to make another table, do a 3 legged design. All legs will reach the floor. That's why we have tripods, not fourpods. ......... Nubs
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You don't understand. None of the table legs reached the floor. The table just sort of floated in space, wobbling in a seasick way and looking at me reproachfully. I can't explain it -- it had no eyes, and yet it looked at me with an expression that seemed to say "A beautiful tree, one that made oxygen and provided shade and gladdened passers-by, was slaughtered in order to provide you with wood -- and you, you butterfingered oaf, you whose hands are all thumbs, you saw fit to use that precious gift of life to make this??"
Ever since, I've been haunted by the fear that if I ever attempt to make furniture again, I might bring down some dreadful curse upon myself, and even upon the entire world. It's easier to focus on scrollsawing smaller items that don't require an exorcism before I can sand and apply finish.
Such a good post!
Nice! Before and after pics, right? One question - how many times did you pick something up, think about tossing it, then deciding to keep it, then trying to decide where to put it, and then ended up putting it right back where you found it in the first place? That's what I do.
hit close to home, or do you have a different excuse?