When my Uncle David passed 21 years ago. One of our neighbors gave my dad a dogwood tree to remember him by. Well we moved and dad took the tree with us. It's never really grown well and finally died. Dad and I dug the tree up and I brought it back to Charlotte.
Here's the first pen out of hopefully several that I'm going to get out of the stump.
Thanks for looking! The fit isn't perfect, but I'm a little rusty on the lathe.
Here's the first pen out of hopefully several that I'm going to get out of the stump.
Thanks for looking! The fit isn't perfect, but I'm a little rusty on the lathe.