In early April, we took a trip to the farm. It’s always so good to go there! On the way there, we stayed with family and woke to a construction crew taking down a few birch trees. I asked for them and got them. It felt good to save them from the chipper.
In addition to carving wood, we loaded up the car with our favorite Wisconsin beers from Potosi and New Glarus breweries.
Once we got to the farm, we spent a lot of time walking in the woods and the orchard. I counted over 150 wild apple trees and in the hardwood forest lost of black cherry, hickory, and walnut trees. This land is a wood carver’s paradise. In addition to the birch, I brought home some black cherry that filled the car with its fragrant scent on the entire drive home.
In the middle of the month, I started carving a kuksa after being inspired by Alex Yerk’s work when I was at the North House Folk School in March.
I also took a trip to an old friend’s cabin in northern Wisconsin. The grouse were drumming as we hiked through the woods. It made me want to hunt again.
Earlier in the month, I bought a kuksa from Dawson Moore and christened with some whiskey as fine as his woodworking.
After I returned home with some more fresh birch, I started on my second kuksa. I have no idea what I’m doing, but I’m enjoying it all the same.
It has been a tough Spring. Things, like carving, going to Grand Marais for Wood Week, and connecting with carvers all over the world, has been such an antidote to some dark days. If nothing else, I can spend a few minutes, or even better, a few hours making something tangible, simple, and beautiful.