Archive for October, 2010

* Off to the Cincinnati Woodcarving Show

I expect I’ll soon be adding a photo at the beginning of this post.  It will be of our newest class project, the 1/2 sz Great Horned Owl. At this moment, it’s in June’s hands at the paint-table and “rounding third”.  In a few hours, I’ll be able to take the paint-finished bird from her and affix it to it’s base, using epoxy.  Allowing a few hours for the epoxy to set, I’ll then re-drill through the base-branch and into the bird.  A dowel will be glued and inserted to give permanent strength to the connection. I expect to enhance the base’s habitat by adding a few small branches including pine cones and needles,  soon after this show and prior to our next show which is at Sauder Village, Archbold, OH in a few weeks.  I just ran out of time for this show.   We’ll gather and pack our other carvings and exhibit gear into boxes and stow them carefully into the Nissan.  Late afternoon will find us setting-up our exhibit at the show-site and submitting a few carvings to the Judging Committee for the competition. That’s how it goes in our world.  This show is one of the five shows we have winnowed-down to doing each year.  This Great Horned Owl’s Walnut Base is only significant because it’s the very first one that I have personally turned on my wood-turning lathe. The lathe was gifted to me a few years ago by Carving-Buddy Jim Callahan. Please say hello if you see us at the show tomorrow (June’s birthday).

Happy birding and carving,  Bill


Bald Eagle #3

Bald Eagle #3



*An Obituary

An Obituary printed in the London Times – Interesting and sadly, rather true.

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:
– Knowing when to come in out of the rain;
– Why the early bird gets the worm;
– Life isn’t always fair;
– and maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don’t spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).
His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children.

It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an aspirin to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.

Common Sense took a beating when you couldn’t defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realise that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death, by his parents, Truth and Trust, by his wife, Discretion, by his daughter, Responsibility, and by his son, Reason.

He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers;
I Know My Rights
I Want It Now
Someone Else Is To Blame
I’m A Victim

Not many attended his funeral because so few realised he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.

Semper Fi,  Bill

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