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Yesterday was a wonderful day of restoration. An unusual day really. As we stood around the bench we had a conversation going on in Spanish between one man from Argentina, one from Texas and another from Mexico City in Mexico. The rest of us were left out for a few

I spent time in the woods this week. I sat in the woods, poked around in the woods and waited in the woods I like to wait in the woods. My waiting isn't like waiting for a bus, or a friend, or something normal to, well, happen. It&

Faces and hands of woodworking friends are important because they tell you much about the people behind them. Here are some I like. I have been working more with 'Women working wood.' A programme I am putting together to equalize disparities and address some issues important to successful

My hands pulled the plane from the cardboard box, lifting it from the bubble wrap and parcel paper some might say like a newborn from its soft, clean blankets. I had held many planes like it before, hundreds of them. A note dropped to the table as I levelled the

My path is an easy one this morning as I walk through the woods. Last night's rain lifted the whole sphere of the woods so that the birds and animals dart ahead and to the side of my silent walk on the mossy footpath. All of the ferns

My first step in restoring this plane began as with all planes with the critical edge. The edge on this Record plane iron has the wrong bevel and so it lines up with the sole of the plane and this renders it incapable of removing any type of shaving because