When I cast my eyes over the contents the feelings just intensified.
It has grown steadily, more severe each day.
The reason I know it is the Woodrat strain is because I have no shame, or, will to resist.
It's a blessing and a curse.
My generator died ages ago an because of the tsunami I am still waiting for the one that I ordered.
The starter chord and spring assembly broke on the loaner I got from my local small engine dealer, so I killed a couple of hours at the local hardware shop.
They haven't had any timber delivered for at least 6 or 7 years and most of there stock is much older.
I decided to look for quarter-sawn boards while I waited.
As I was looking a furniture maker came along and gave m a few tips.
I had to go to the bottom of the pile of blackwood to find a piece that is 3250x150x25, mostly QS but runs out near the edge here and there.
Plenty of ukuleles in it.
Next I found a 2.4m x20x110 piece of Tassie oak nicely QS. It is dressed and they quoted me wrongly so
I got it for 1/2 price by way of compensation.
I went looking for more NGRW but went through heaps and found nothing.
Just beside it were some wider boards of WRC that I hadn't looked at because they were 200mm wide and much wider than my saw capacity.
Right on top were 2 planks bookmatched and perfectly QS 3100 x200 x25. Right next to the NGRW piece I got last week which was also the top piece. I wonder if someone before me selected them and never returned.
They sure look good. Lots of contrasting colours and lots of growth rings to the inch.
How could I resist?
I must have dragged out and put back 1km of timber but I'm happy despite the throbbing in my right arm and shoulder.
I have to start saving for my generator again now.
The light was gone when I got home. Better pictures tomorrow.
