Image: Loretta Notto
It was the annual wood block convention.
From all around the country blocks had gathered. There was much catching up to be had and everyone was always happy to hear of one’s success. Some blocks had moved on from fire wood to furniture and some had even made it into the auspicious company of the wood turner.
To the uninformed, the pine all looked the same. But for one pine to another, there were always clearly defined differences. As it was the pine had a much more amenable personality to the hardwood. They joked, they played games and were constantly kidding around with one another. They knew the future was there’s and were more than willing to exercise their long lasting qualities. The main one being the average joe could lift them.
They all waited patiently for the conventions occasional address, this year given by Professor Green Bark of the Oregon Pine Reserve, his address entitled, “Oh to be a chip off the old block”.