Throughout the past fifteen or so years, there has been an infiltration into both my own, and my parents' house.
Wood is creeping in. Very slowly.
Our wedding present from my dad was a large block of wood, and I've got several others lying around as well with various purposes.
But these aren't just rough lumps of wood, because quite frankly that would be very odd. These have been carefully nurtured into wonderful creations; the texture and natural shape of the wood shining through the hewn branches. And you might occasionally see these creations in my blog posts, with cakes or quiches adorning them, or pinecones and orange slices scattered across the top.
These are created inside the purpose built workshop that my dad has at the bottom of their garden. And it's quite fascinating inside.
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Oh my days! I want a visit! Absolutely wonderful 🙂
totally love those bowls and the little honey sticks. so lovely x
Those are lovely.
Bowls look awesome
Oh stunningly beautiful pieces. Love wooden bowls & knive handles: so natural and hardwearing.
Wow, they are stunning – your dad is very clever. I love that bowl.
Wow the bowl is beautiful, bet that takes some skill. The detail on everything is impressive. Must take a meticulous mind to do that.
gorgeous. I love wood. I'm always thinking about things I could do if i had a little wood working shed.