When we build, let us think that we build forever. Let it not be for present deilight nor for present use alone. Let it be such work as our descendants will thank us for; and let us think , as we lay stone on stone, that a time is to come when those stones will …

Wooden soul

There is something to be said about wooden planes; they sing when on the stock, when placed on the bench they seem to catch the light just so as to seem to glow, and every single one of them, old and new, has personality. Sometimes their tongue is muted, gagged in a foul mouth waiting …