Old Timber
Searching for some unique wood or reclaimed timber to build a farm table with, I came across a source of Longleaf Pine. You may have never heard of Longleaf Pine but it is an endangered species of pine. Reason? In the mid-1800″s there were 80,000,000 acres of this pine in the Southeast US and by 1910, it was pretty much gone. The primary reason being that the nature of the Longleaf Pine made it clear, straight and with few defects, it was ideal for shipbuilding. It was also the primary source for long straight timbers used to build the textile mills in the Southeast. I found someone who dissasymbles these old mills and brings them to Texas (2X2 beams pictured above in the warehouse) then runs them though a mill to create boards for floors, cabinets, home building, etc. I was lucky enough to find this material which will give a nice provenance to the table and am now experimenting with which color stain best compliments this beautiful old timber.


How many time do you see something, such as a sign that triggers a memory of something else? When I first saw this storefront, the Doors sign cause me to reflect on the music group of the same name but yet, this was a store selling old doors. This is the Old House Supply in south Fort Worth and a treasure trove of old furnishing from houses being torn down in the area. Looking at the prices on theses old windows and doors made me wish I had kept the 20+ windows I had changed out over the years. Our old house (most lily built in the 20’s) was moved to the current location in 1962 and came from the area of southeast Fort Worth where Hwy 287 now runs between downtown and Loop 820.
Spending the day with my friends Jean, Thomas and Connie Mullins at the White Buffalo Gallery in Glen Rose, I was standing next to a table with a candle display the was made up of candles on mercury glass holders. As the late afternoon light came in, I was caught by the simple beauty the light reflected, and thus, with the camera in hand, I tried to capture the light!
So we set the alarm for the crack of dawn only to find that the peak was almost an hour away. On top of Chalk Mountain the cold wind was howling and luckily I had a wind break to set up the tripod in but the lower the moon got, I had to move more into the open to get away from the trees that were ruining the shot. Now that I have the feeling back in my fingers, I was able to post this shot low on the horizon. The lights of Tolar and Bluff Dale can be seen off on the horizon. Just after this photo, the moon blended into the morning mist as the sun came up.
This photo was taken during an open house at the White Buffalo Gallery in Glen Rose, TX. I had gone out to the truck to retrieve some camera equipment and looking back, I saw the ideal shot!
