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Forging a Brass Cross

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Forging a Brass Cross

 When learning a skill you are on the receiving end of knowledge that has been tried and tested over the years. Lessons and techniques learned are passed along to new generations of makers who learn, practice and then improve upon the processes that provide both necessary items and beautiful art work for all to enjoy.

 

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The Colors of Fall

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The Colors of Fall
We also needed alternative hues to the traditional black for our hardware and home products. I searched for shades that were decor friendly and paired on a large variety of color wheels. Ironwork can be a connecting accent throughout a home. Subtle colors can create a flow between rooms....

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Left Overs

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Left Overs
Growing up not rich, but not pitiful, leaves you with a certain perspective of life. The remains of things good enough the first time around need to saved and used up. When things were not so handy and not so guaranteed to be had, you kept left over everything from food to scraps of wood. You would eventually be glad you had gone to the trouble. 

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Unexpected Blessings

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Unexpected Blessings
"After a while I found my self just listening all day. The sounds of life taught me that the Kingfishers and cranes fish early in the day. That donkeys talk to each other like out of tune bagpipes across the pastures. I figured out that the dogs up the road have a certain bark that tells the dogs down the road that a tractor is coming their way. "

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In Like a Lion, Out like a Lion. March in the South

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In Like a Lion, Out like a Lion. March in the South

 It certainly has been a blessing to see the signs of spring. While out walking the fence yesterday we got to see something I had never seen before. The emergence of thousands of lady bugs. You could smell the musty smell they have before you ever saw them. Apparently they wintered in the roots of our sweet gum trees that line the creek. While checking out the cool fungus and mosses on the trees you see one then two then "Holy Moly" they were everywhere.

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