The Workshop

That first smell of fatwood when I walk into my workshop makes me want to be wondering the forest,  it takes me back to being surrounded by the majesty of nature, hearing the birdsong, the wind gently blowing through the pine trees, the feel of the warmth from the fire.

 

 
It's a joy being in my workshop when I'm processing fatwood, especially at this time of the year with my wood burner going and a pot of coffee on the stove, I do feel very lucky and extremely grateful in these uncertain times.
Everyone keep safe.
Marc