Our summer has been incredibly busy with custom milling orders. Just look at all the cool pieces we got to create for our happy customers.
(Top) Yellow cedar live edge table top
(Clockwise from left) Walnut countertop with curved live edge | Western maple live edge maple mantles | Yellow cedar tabletop | Black walnut countertop to Whistler | Red Oak stair treads and nosings | Eastern Maple Butcher Block to Salt Spring Island | Black Walnut and Maple live edge countertop | Eastern maple butcher block countertop with sink cut out.
Stair Treads, Posts and Dowels
White Oak butcher block stair treads (left) Red Oak stair treads (right)
Don’t Ask! Just let it be known there is another project in the stew pot. Fairly major and all encompassing. Furniture is required for this project; the flavour is West Coast. Jan’s choice of wood is Pacific Yew. I know it’s one of my favourites.
Jan had forgotten the toxicity of yew wood and felt it was extremely important to remind our readers of the care required. The dust attacked his respiratory system. I would liken it to a severe asthma attack; wheezing, shortness in breath, mucus build-up, and headaches.
The leaves and seed are toxic. Sheep and cattle have died as a result of eating these; humans also. The toxin which causes the problem is taxine, and it is present in the wood. Yew is used widely by turners, and goodness knows how many yew vessels are used for fruit, or eating and drinking from.
What does one do when a year’s worth of planning takes a huge slide to the nether regions of “don’t know when now”? Our plans to cross Canada in the tear-drop trailer for Perth, Ontario’s 200th Anniversary have sadly been postponed for 2016. Perhaps, we’ll manage a celebratory trip for Perth’s 201st.
The trailer bits and pieces – still in view as a gentle reminder – are lovely stored to make room for the next-in-line project. This is a project that should have taken place when the house was originally built in 1988. It’s a project that we’ve talked about forever knowing it would make it to the ‘to-do’ list when the time was right. Our upstairs bathroom now has a view with two new windows that open. WOW!! The light; the air circulation… and I’m still shaking my head with wonder as to why didn’t we do this sooner.
This is not Jan’s Day Off – This is Jan’s Month(s) Off.
It’s been talk for many, many years. Then justification made it a reality.
Perth, ON was celebrating its 200th Anniversary as a Military Settlement this year.
As Jean S. McGill wrote in her earlier book: A Pioneer History of the County of Lanark, “The industrial revolution of the century previous had continued to displace tradesmen and craftsmen throughout the British Isles. Now, with the end of the War … , Great Britain was overrun with discharged soldiers also seeking employment. Something had to be done quickly ….”
Second, “…the British Government had recognized that a loyal population must be established inland away from the St. Lawrence ‘front’ as a second line of defence in any future (American) threat.”
Shelley’s ancestors were in the first wave of Scottish immigrants in 1816.
Opening the uncharted area north of the Rideau system offered a creative, if challenging, solution to both problems. In early 1815, the British Government commenced an emigration program that offered land and support, including transportation, to families from Scotland, joined by discharged soldiers, willing to take up a new life in this isolated part of Upper Canada.
by Dorothea Mackellar Originally titled “Core of my Heart”
Australia may not be ‘my’ country but my youngest daughter lives there, and her heart is in Australia. Nor was Australia on my ‘bucket list’ prior to her relocation but having just spent 4-weeks enjoying Western Australia, I know I’ve left something behind and I’ll be back, no question!
Jan read Bill Bryson’s book “In a Sunburned Country”; I’ve just finished it. It’s apparent we are in awe of this country. So little is known; so much yet to explore; so many wondrous things to experience. Absolutely loved the dry heat! Let me say unequivocally, “moss doesn’t grow there” and I’m a Vancouver girl – born and bred.