I love wood.
I love it when it’s still alive outside, and when it’s been shaped into good and useful things. I love the smell of sawdust. I love the sound a wooden instrument makes. I love stirring the porridge, the soup, or the bread dough with a wooden spoon. I love canoeing with a wooden paddle. I love sitting in a wooden chair at a wooden table. I love curling up in the papasan, which isn’t quite wood (rattan is a viney palm) , but looks as though it were. I love handing Robert and Jane their glasses of wine when they come over; Robert always chooses the old wooden rocking chair.
Wood is what I need.
November 30, 2008 at 6:27 pm
nice post! i too love sawdust smells and prefer being around woody things.
November 30, 2008 at 7:33 pm
Maybe we could devise a smell meme, Goodbear! “#1. Pastry shop or lumber yard?” Me, it’s the cellulose, not the sucrose.
November 30, 2008 at 10:16 pm
8 of your favorite smells?? or something!?
i’m going to do it! a smell meme!
November 30, 2008 at 10:40 pm
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December 1, 2008 at 9:53 am
You would’ve loved our house in New York — log home, wall-to-wall wood.
December 1, 2008 at 11:32 am
You had a photo or two of it on a post, James; I remember oohing and ahing over it. Was this the home in the snow belt that forced you finally to seek warmer climes?
December 1, 2008 at 3:37 pm
Oh! Ack! Goodbear, you left another comment, and I didn’t even see it! Yes, a smell meme sounds like fun. Now if my very ill computer will live long enough, a smell meme is what I will do today. (The weekly scan, which usually takes 45 minutes, took four hours today. )
December 2, 2008 at 10:30 am
I also love wood, especially smelling new wood. The recorder is the only instrument I know how to play.
December 2, 2008 at 10:47 am
You play recorder too, Gina? Cool! In high school I played French horn, which needed only three fingers knowing what they were doing — and even then, half the time if I got the fingering wrong I could just tune the sound to the right note with my breath pressure. I’m happy that I can now play the recorder, which uses nine fingers.