Here I was overblown with ambition.  Elsewhere there will be more upon stones and such, but suffice it to say for here that I’m a lifelong appreciator of stone and have collected it across the years at times almost convulsively.  One thing that occurred to me as I was starting all this woodworking was that to somehow marry wood to stone would be a cool thing.  I could not see a lid of such provenance being unconnected, so I’d have to do a hinge too.  Also as heavy a lid as that could easily topple the box, so something (I came up with a flying buttress, not having much osmium available) was needed to prevent that.  I used the pinned fingers that I’m comfortable with now.  Box is of curly maple.

An honorable mention must be made here to/for Art Brodie. I did not know the man, apparently he lived in the next town over.  After he died his children did a yard sale of his carpentry stuff.  There was tons of it and most amazingly they were giving away some very fine wood.  Both the curly maple and the mahogany on the inside of the box lid are from this fine fellow – thank you very much.