Greetings to you all, the imagined motley horde that delights in all this narrative of experience, the pain, the beauty, the wisdom, the delicious nuance and plaintive sharing. Today I have good news, though it will be broken into two segments, one per table, for today I have completed the second of two tables, tables that were for far too long in neglectful and partial states of completion.
This is a white oak (quartersawn) end table, suitable for a lamp and a book adjacent to an armchair or a couch.
The only noteworthy error is that the plane describe by the shelf is not perfectly parallel to the plane described by the surface of the table. It is a small divergence, but yet a small divergence projected over a sufficient distance will certainly be observed – for example, the astronauts who calculate that they missed the moon by only 0.0000131 of a degree, which unfortunately translates into 1147 miles and a cold trip to eternity. Thankfully no lives here depend on sufficient correctness. I just would seem conscienceless not to report the discrepancy. I consulted with two domestic authorities who assured me that the error did not matter.
Otherwise it’s basically very nice, click to see the nice quartersawn figure. This table is an overdue gift for my mother. It was inspired by her having purchased 3 imported end tables of low price and quality. I’m no fan of the blithering CarrotTop but at the same time I have never been able to understand why it is not important to be able to deliver quality domestically at a decent price, especially when (as not at this moment) there’s not full employment. So in a way this is a protest table. Turn off the television, skill up, make things, make good things, make your time on the planet useful. (This is a public service message)
Thank you all as always