Out of the Woodwork: But it was a Bargain


Bird poop and bug carcasses may just be hiding a treasure.
By Jeffrey Briere
Page: 80

From the June 2009 issue #176
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Like most everyone reading this, I am an avid collector of wood. It does not usually matter what species, what color or country of origin. I am non-discriminatory in that department. All that matters is that the piece in question can serve a purpose in the future for a project yet to be determined.

Some horrendously disfigured wood purchases have more than once had my wife shaking her head. I reassure her that not only is the wood a diamond in the rough, but that I got it at a great price.

One recent expedition started innocently enough with a line-by-line scouring of the local classified section. The classified ad was for an upcoming estate auction of a sawmill and its entire inventory due to the untimely departure of its owner from the earth. I drooled with anticipation as I clipped the information from the classified section and plotted out the location.


From the June 2009 issue #176
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