A neighbor asked if I could make a keepsake out of a beloved tree. Sure… I’ll make something, as yet unknown.
This is the smallest of several sections, and the only one I could lift. Certainly, it was too heavy to handle on the band saw. I needed to chop it in half. By following a crack from the bark towards the center, I could knock it apart along it’s own weaknesses with an axe.
If I had the nerve to cut a log with a chainsaw, I would have gone right across, next to the rotten hole. But that weak attachment of the outer and inner wood would have remained to give me trouble.
I could carry each piece down the stairs, and I’ll be able to life either one onto the saw table. I think I’ll work with the piece on the right.
Stay tuned for the evolution of this log.