I’ll soon be showing off my latest batch of birdhouses made from rescued lumber.
But first, something even more remarkable, in my opinion.
["The smell of cedar, the view of the evening sky": snaps by GH]
I stepped outside the workshop after sweeping cedar sawdust off the floor and was greeted by a magnificent sight.
I remembered I had a camera in the back pocket of my lederhosen.
Amazing. The fall air was so clean and crisp. The colours in the sky changed before my eyes.
Oh. Don’t believe me about the lederhosen?