Wednesday Woodworking – the cross from both sides

Here it is, my progress on the cross this week. This is about all the woodworking I did this last week. I’ve been putting a lot of my creative time into writing.

I've started cutting on the right hand side.  Still saving the middle for last.

I’ve started cutting on the right hand side. Still saving the middle for last.

This is the back of the cross.  You start to see how the finished piece is going to look.

This is the back of the cross. You start to see how the finished piece is going to look.

Just a short post tonight as I want to get back to my poetry writing.  I am getting closer to finishing two projects – this cross and my book.

If you need me – I’ll be in the shop (or at the keyboard).

Andrew

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Broken Glass

Sand in the furnace  
Molten glass on the pipe  
Carefully crafted  
into a bottle brown.  

Filled with wine
Sent to sea
far away shores
to see.

Storms rage
pushing the ship
to the rocks.

On the beach lies
the wreckage of lives
Bottles broken
wine merged with the sea.

Time and tide march slowly on
bottles break against the rock
water and sand grind against the sharp edge.

Slowly the edges soften
the glass rounds
and catches the sun.

Feet walk across the beach
hands reach down
and hold the prize to the sun
seeing the world reflected
in the broken bottle.

 

That’s the poem for this week.  I won’t be posting much this week to give me time to focus on my book.  I’ll have an update on the cross on Wednesday.

Till next week,

Andrew

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Wednesday Woodworking – lots-o-holes in that thing

Here is the progress on the cross for this week.  Not sure if I’ll get it done by Easter as it is really time-consuming.

Progress as of 3/3.  I am saving the middle for last.

Progress as of 3/3. I am saving the middle for last.

You might remember the storage unit I built a couple of months ago.  Well, it had a problem.  The thin sliding doors I cut started to warp so I had to make a frame for the doors.  Note two of the frames had to go on the inside so they’d slide by each other.

Had to put a frame on it to keep it from warping.

Had to put a frame on it to keep it from warping.

If you need me – I’ll be in the shop.

Andrew

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Beautiful Sunday

The winter day dawns cold
with the promise of rain on the grey horizon.

A light dew dampens the leaves
of the trees with the dry roots.

Green grass pushes up to greet the sun
in its short moment of life.

The sun climbs
warming the cold ground and burning the grey away.

Clouds bleached white by the sun
a gentle breeze from the sea pushes them lazily along.

Our lungs fill
with the fresh clear air.

Clear blue skies
cause the soul to drink in deep.

While our eyes
see the rain gauge standing empty.

Warmth and light
keeping away the nourishing rains.

The dreadful beauty of a
warm winter day
that leads to the dry summer and the season of thirst.

 

You get two poems this week.  I did read chapter 3 about Tuesday in the book, The Last Week, but some minor medical issues have diverted my mind from writing so I’ll have to post about that later.  I’ve been spending a lot of time working on the cross instead of writing.  I’ll have progress pictures of that tomorrow.

Till next time,

Andrew

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