Another oak garden bench

 

What’s wrong with this picture (as Van Morrison might have asked)?

Well, there are two buildings that I don’t care for, and they were built recently.  You can probably spot them.  I spot them every day from my front garden.  Can’t we design buildings that others will view for many years properly?  Or don’t we care?

Here’s my latest bench:

And here it is 20 miles away, where it will live for some time, making  people comfortable, that’s what it’s supposed to do.

If you look carefully you may be able to see the stair-rod rain falling.  We have had a lot of rain recently, more than enough. This bench has been made under the tarpaulin at The Bodgery, but it’s oak so should stand up to our English weather for some time to come, being full of tannin, which microbes do not like to live with.

The rain favours these chaps though.

Harts Tongue ferns, new and glossy in the Summer Strid rain.

It’s not just about the wood

 

Although with lumps of English yew like this, it counts for quite a lot.

I keep having walks in Strid near The Bodgery after my lunch to feast my eyes on stuff that’s happening.  My eyes nearly popped when I saw this!

A five leafed Herb Paris.  As before, Herb Paris is and ancient woodland indicator. It is called Paris quadrifolia – four leaved.

You would have thought it would have brought good luck?  Well apparently not for bodgers.  On Sunday I was at Knaresborough Castle – the one demo where I dress up on a slightly medieval theme – well it is their medieval day.  Anyway, although it was warm and dry, there was a bit of a breeze.  While I was taking the Land Rover and trailer offsite the horizontal section of the A frame bust.  I rigged the tarp into a mono plane back against the rear wall.  Another head on gust and the top of one of the side A frame bust, over went the whole rig backwards – no deaths though, fortunately.  After a rather panicky delayed start the day went well, but judging from this photo perhaps I should consider a career change – tree ‘surgeon’ perhaps?

Or maybe I should change my breakfast diet?

A grand day out gliding around North Yorkshire

 

Apart from the serious business of buying 5kg of dark rye flour from Food for Thought in Haxby, York, and visiting Ryedale Folk Museum, we had a bonus event watching gliders on Sutton Bank which overlooks the Vale of York:

Yorkshire Gliding Club operates from the top of the bank on a huge flat area, once an iron age fortress, thought possibly to have been used for herding cattle.  There is a rocky scar at the edge which creates an ideal up-draught for the craft, and incidentally an ideal nesting place for Peregrine Falcons – we saw and heard one cruising around Roulston Scar.

The mixed woodlands below and on Hood Hill (above) were full of song birds singing away, a great free entertainment:

Ryedale Folk museum had some interesting artefacts, these roasting dogs caught my eye:

There were a few stools, some original and some made for the museum.

The long low one caught my eye, it had a simple bead scratched along the top edge.  The legs are only splayed back to front and not to the sides as its length will give stability in that direction. Same principle as joint stools usually display.  I could imagine a couple of children siting on this and playing or, more likely, doing chores.  This was in a farm-house which had been rebuilt at the museum and had quite a good atmosphere.  Just needed someone baking bread over the fire.

Carsten and Derek managed to make a stool apiece yesterday, they were good students to complete this rather demanding task in a day with no previous experience of green woodwork.  The stools are for Carsten’s children so they are good and sturdy.  We used some of the black bog oak from the Bodgers’ Ball, makes a contrast with the lighter ash seats and legs.  I was particularly impressed by how ell they got the leg angles drilled – neat!

Back in Rydale, I was somewhat dismayed by what had been done to mange their little hazel coppice –

It isn’t as though they are short of a few good Yorkshire bills:

The Museum has a great collection of local buildings which have been moved and rebuilt there.  How about this photographic studio with its airy porch glazed with recycled glass photographic plates?

Meanwhile back at the beach near The Bodgery, we’ve had a visitor:

Hum, a web-footed visitor, hungry too …

That’s an American white-clawed crayfish, rather a scourge of our native ones as they are bigger and carry a pox (just like grey squirrels) that does for our little crayfish.  However, looks like an otter is finding them a tasty snack.

And finally a couple of new work items:

A wine valet, from an idea picked up at the Ball, and my current bench project, I’ll be finishing off the seat tooling today and splitting out some back spindles.