The one that gives me goose bumps every time I pick her up.
West
You know, speaking of wood, check out that old chair behind the guitar. My wife's daughter was driving up from Houston and spotted that chair in a trash pile in a woman's front yard along side the highway. She stopped, as the woman of the house was out in the yard and asked if she was throwing it away? The lady told our daughter that she was throwing it away, so our little beauty asked what she would take for it? The woman told her to take it away and helped her put it in the back of her Suburban, then brought it to me.
Oh you should have seen it.......branches broken and hanging off of it, water stains from one end to the other..........I was looking at her wondering why she brought it to me, but she told me to take it and see if I could do anything with it. Upon close inspection, it turns out it is an Amish chair, and the entire chair, except the slats is doweled together. I spent maybe 3 days sanding and sanding and finally applied about 5 coats of finish.
I wish you could sit in that thing......so smooth and glides so nicely, and not a squeak or a creak. There's been a many a baby rocked to sleep in that chair.
There can be truth to the old saying that one man's trash is another's treasure.
West