There was a crooked man . . .
who had a crooked stick.
I've got a Corkscrew Willow in the back yard that will unfortunately fall to the chainsaw next year. Before this old friend ends up as firewood, I decided to make a walking stick or two for appearances at our local Renaissance festival. Here's my first. Nothing fancy, but it's sturdy and serviceable with a bit of whimsy my other sticks lack.
Leave it to Mother Nature to create natural elegance.
" Anything worth doing is worth doing slowly." - Mae West -
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