Here are a couple cups that were turned on the lathe. I think they turned out quite nice. What do you think? Notice the ring at the bottom. They were made using Hard Maple.

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You know, I came across one of these while cleaning out one of my drawers in my wood working shop last winter. Sure brings back some fine memories.

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Here is where I brought to life a country-inspired pine pie safe, with hand punched tin, a testament to the timeless traditions of handmade craftsmanship.

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In the charming town of Port Loring, Ontario, where the gentle breeze carries the whispers of simpler times, there stands a weathered old woodworking shop. And amidst the rich scent of sawdust and the symphony of hand tools, I, an old and weathered craftsman, poured my heart into creating an exquisite piece of country elegance—a vintage hutch and buffet.

Within the rustic walls of my workshop, time seemed to slow as I caressed the aged wood with my calloused hands, feeling the echoes of history beneath my fingertips. With every cut and every stroke of paint, I channeled the spirit of those who came before me, infusing the hutch and buffet with the stories of bygone eras.

Each knot and grain of the timber seemed to whisper tales of the land’s rugged beauty, while the delicate carvings told stories of love and tradition. With every turn of the lathe and every stroke of the brush, I poured my soul into this creation, knowing it would soon find a new home beyond the workshop’s sanctuary.

As the morning sun bathed the workshop in golden hues, casting long shadows on the worn wooden floor, the hutch and buffet stood proudly—a testament to the timeless artistry that resided within these hallowed walls. Their warm, honeyed finish seemed to beckon passersby, inviting them to step closer and marvel at the skill that brought them into existence.

And so, it was with bittersweet pride that we bid farewell to our masterpiece, as it embarked on a journey to our small gift shop nestled in the heart of Port Loring. There, among the cozy nooks and crannies, it would find its place, whispering tales of craftsmanship and rustic charm to those who were fortunate enough to discover it.

If ever you wander through our quaint town, do venture into our humble gift shop. There, amidst the treasures and trinkets, you shall find a glow of memories and dreams. For in this corner of the world, where time moves a little slower and hearts beat a little warmer, the artistry of an old craftsman finds its home, forever entwined with the spirit of Port Loring.

Man I can get carried away sometimes, huh?

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Take a stroll through the doors of our quaint country gift shop, where the magic of handmade treasures awaits. Amidst the curated collection of rustic wonders, there stands a timeless gem that holds a story of craftsmanship and devotion. Behold the old vintage cobbler’s bench, lovingly crafted with weathered hands in the confines of our humble woodworking shop.

Nestled amongst the lakes streams, rivers and whispering trees, my workshop served as a sanctuary for dreams to take shape and memories to be carved into existence. It was within these hallowed walls that I breathed life into this cherished piece, honoring the traditions of the past with every stroke of the saw and touch of the chisel.

This vintage cobbler’s bench, born of sturdy red pine and seasoned with the passage of time, now graces our humble gift shop, patiently waiting for a kindred spirit to offer it a new home. Its weathered surface tells tales of countless hours spent mending soles and stitching memories, a testament to the skill and artistry of cobblers who came before.

With worn edges that have witnessed the ebb and flow of life, and legs that have supported dreams and aspirations, this venerable piece exudes a rustic charm that can transport one to simpler times. Its presence invites you to run your hand along its history-laden surface, feeling the whispers of stories carried by its grains.

As it waits patiently in our small gift shop, this old vintage cobbler’s bench yearns for a soul who will appreciate its weathered beauty, who will embrace the nostalgia it evokes, and who will honor the artistry and craftsmanship that went into its creation. Come, step into our world of rustic enchantment, and allow this magnificent bench to find its rightful place in your heart and home, becoming an heirloom that connects generations and preserves the rich tapestry of our country heritage.

How’s that for a write-up?

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Here is an interesting project I just finished up. Once I did my part, my lovely wife did her part, making them look pretty.

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Well, I finally finished fixing up half of an old washing machine bottom along with a top. My lovely wife then painted the Checkerboard on top plus two coats of Marine Varnish, and it’s all set for a game or two. Now and old washing machine base destined to the dump, or left rotting away in some field has a new leaf on life so to speak.

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Have a great day!

Now, some folks might say that old used lumber is about as useful as a one-legged cat in a sandbox, but I beg to differ. Why, that old wood has got character and charm that you just can’t find in the shiny new stuff.

Sure, it might have a few knots and knotholes here and there, but that just adds to its rustic appeal. And let’s not forget about the stories that old lumber could tell if it could talk. Maybe it was once part of a grand old barn that housed a bunch of rowdy farm animals, or perhaps it was part of an old homestead that saw generations of families come and go.

So, if you’re in the market for some good ol’ fashioned character and charm in your next woodworking project, look no further than old used lumber. It may not be perfect, but then again, neither are we.

My wife and I, who work in the woodworking business, crafted some truly unique wooden items. For a period of time, we rented a building situated in a sawmill in St. Catharines, Ontario. There, I established my shop and set to work creating wooden furniture and other pieces for our stores located in Thorold and St. Catharines, Ontario.
During this time, my wife took orders, designed them, and I brought them to life in the shop. One of the best aspects of having a shop in a sawmill was the unlimited supply of lumber that was readily available to me. Whenever I needed it, all I had to do was step outside, and I was surrounded by it.
On one occasion, I stumbled upon twenty piles of aged lumber that had been sitting there for over thirty years. Upon inquiring about it, Steve, the owner of the mill, revealed that his father had cut it many years before, and it had been abandoned ever since. Although he expressed his doubts, he allowed me to take it for myself.
A few days later, as I began to remove the top boards, which were of no use, I soon discovered a treasure trove further down the pile. I was ecstatic to find a beautiful yellow-colored wood that had aged gracefully and was full of character.
I utilized this lumber for almost all my orders, and it turned out to be the most successful year we ever had at the stores. I made the most of every piece of lumber, even the smaller ones that most people would have discarded.
I saved these smaller pieces and eventually utilized them to craft checkerboards and chessboards. These boards, made with a combination of the darker and lighter wood, were a huge hit with customers, and I sold a significant number of them.
New wood may be easily available, but it lacks the unique character of the old and weathered wood, with its nail holes, wormholes, cracks, and color. To me, the old lumber is like a wise old man, waiting patiently for his wife to return from shopping and reveal all the new treasures she has bought.

Y’know, there’s this old tool I use a lot in my woodworkin’ shop called a Draw Knife. Maybe you ain’t never heard of it before. But back in the day, it was a darn versatile tool, let me tell ya.
There are two kinds, the Draw Knife and another one called Spoke-shaves. I got a couple of those, but they were made later than the Draw Knife and ain’t as good. They’re a real pain to keep in good workin’ condition.
Here’s the thing, a Draw Knife is good for rough cuts and takin’ off wood fast. Spoke-shaves can go both ways, but a Draw Knife can only be pulled towards ya. They both shape wood, though, so ya can use ’em for the same job.
Nowadays, I use my Draw Knife to make flutes. Some folks use a lathe, but with lots of practice, I can shape a flute faster doin’ it by hand. The trick is to keep it sharp, mine’s got handles on both ends made from cherry wood, and I sharpen it by hand with a file.
Besides flutes, I use it for plenty of other things too, like makin’ paddles for canoes and boats, trimmin’ bark off logs, and makin’ handles for chisels, hammers, and axes. Ain’t nothin’ better than a Draw Knife for shapin’ wood.
One thing ya gotta learn is how to read the grain of the wood. Once ya master that, it don’t matter how hard or wet the wood is.
Oh, and let me tell ya ’bout this other tool called a shave horse. I made one of those myself, and it’s a real time-saver. It’s like a bench with a foot-operated clamp that holds the wood steady while ya work on it.
My dad used to say they don’t make Draw Knives like they used to. He had his for over fifty years and only had to replace the handles six times and the blade twice. It took me a while to figure out what he meant, but now I know he was right.
So, if ya ever see one of these for sale, snatch it up. The older, the better, just like us old woodworkers.

Here is a Coffee Table I made awhile back, using an old washstand for the base. Different but nice. The top is a thick piece of pine that I had lying around, and once I added a crib game on top, my lovely wife worked her magic, painting a nice scene on the top. Amazing what can be brought to life using a wee bit of ingenuity.

Here are a few flutes I made last year for our small Gift Shop. I am in the process of making some more. All different Keys.

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Here is a picnic table I made for a fellow a few years ago.

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You will have to enlarge it to read. Just click on Image and put on your glasses. Ha ha. My lovely wife and I look a wee bit younger then, as the picture was taken in the spring of 1996. Thought I Would Share.

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From Start to finish, using a bit of ingenuity. I thought it turned out real nice. Looks good out front of our home and a great spot to sell some of our vegetables come summer.

Here is a Hutch my lovely wife designed, and I made out of Reclaimed, White Pine. I enjoyed making it.

Here is a picture of a nice cupboard made out of White Pine I made awhile back. My lovely wife worked her magic painting the door.

Here is a picture of a couple end tables I made awhile back out of White Pine, stained an Early American with three coats of Semi Gloss Urethane.