A downy woodpecker hides behind the mountain ash tree north of the garage. Note the black tree paint we used in an attempt to fix the damages caused by the birds last year. These birds never touched this tree until St. Algore started whining about global warming so his rantings must be the cause of the damage.
This is a close-up view of the damage. This tree may not have long for this world.
A veteran (thank him for his service) owned and operated company existing only in TWW's imagination and in this website
HOW TO ORDER A BOWL
The Warped Woodturner (TWW) is a local artist traveling his artist's journey in a suburb of Springbrook, WI (pop. 536). TWW's creative calling is to use a wood lathe to make useless objects from locally-sequestered organic carbon for tourists to bring back to the city to give to people they had to buy something for but do not like that much. His target market is the senior citizens since their vision is not as good as it used to be so cannot see the defects as well. His marketing jingle is: “Bowls as simple as their creator”.
Sunday, July 22, 2007
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1 comment:
hfec is experiencing siding gnaws on his cabin similar to those you experienced up there in the wilds. if that was a local who gnawed on that tree, you guys best keep your doors and windows locked. other wise dispatch with a double duce seems almost in order. hfec asks you excuse his use of urban jargon in the previous sentence. he has to go now, but he cant remember why. oh well. he be gone
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