Over the weekend I got brave, encouraged by an eleven year old, to pick up the yellow-green fruits from our Black Walnut tree for the first time in 19 years since we’ve lived on this property. The tree was producing its lime-like nut enclosures all along but I never paid them any attention. After a [ read more… ]
I’ve been noticing an interesting new take on woods lately. Everything from natural driftwood to, barely finished, gloriously hand-carved works of art, as fresh as if the craftsman had just put down his tools.
