local timber

There is a saw mill just around the corner and up the hill from us. I'd have never gone up there alone, but Homer is a brave man and always wants to know what is going on around us.

There is an open air mill. The blade is at least 6 feet in diameter. Entire trees get sliced up in no time at all.

And the results are these beautiful timbers. Inspiring. Gets us both to wondering: with a stack of these, $50 each: what could be done? How could we change things here on the farm? How beautiful would the results be?

Homer draws and we think. Chat. Redraw. Dream.

It will happen and it will be local.