Been fiddling around with a bit of furniture making in my off time.

Friend of mine named Caroline needed some things for her cabin. Years ago she had most of her family's things transported from the city and put into storage with the intention of establishing an Adirondack retreat. She's only now, some 15 years later, setting up camp so to speak. Upon closer inspection of her things she is realizing that they were woefully damaged in transport on account of the hapless way things were packed. I put together this rocker and am aiming to make a nice small table to go along side it. There's a shop in North Creek I've heard about that has quilts, furniture and such. I told her she should visit and pick up a lamp or two.



Two Saturdays back I went out behind my camp and cleared bits of timber. Not so much large timber, just clearing the weaker growth that has begun posing a danger of falling. Since I've no shortage of firewood I decided to take knife to limb and see what I might come up with. I'd been meaning to frame the map passed down to me from Gramp, the one chronicling his father's travels.



I have a distant cousin named Grier Callaghan, who was recently widowed after her husband Duff lost his fight to cancer. She and Duff were set to be parents. She gave birth to a son, Guthrie, last October. Always the nicest person in a room, Grier still sent out scads of Christmas care packages. As always she sent me preserves and a hand made quilt- there's not a machine been invented that can hold a candle to a hand made quilt. I made this chair so that Guthrie could join her at the table. Truth be told, Grier is using this as a toy seat and has got Guthrie in some plastic job that has a tray like you'd expect to see in a cafeteria. Dang thing even has some sort of holster for a drink and rattle on a tether.