Showing posts with label Lady Ariel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lady Ariel. Show all posts

Sunday, March 30, 2014

New wood species



I ordered several bowl blanks from Got Wood. They were species of wood that I have not had any previous bowl turning experience (except for Cherry):  Bradford Pear, Chinaberry, Red Elm, Cherry, and Ash.  These bowl blanks are pre-cut round. Blanks are green wood (not dried), fully sealed in paraffin wax to guard against defects and too quick drying.  The pieces contain no pith, checks, or cracks. 
green blanks with paraffin
The first bowls I turned were of Bradford Pear and Chinaberry, both 6 inches in diameter and 3 inches thick.  I used a 2 1/8 inch diameter Forstner bit in my drill press to drill a .25 inch deep hole in the center of the blank and mounted the blank in the scroll chuck using the chuck in an expansion mode. 
My first step was to true up the blank sides to form a cylinder and remove the paraffin coating.  On the tailstock side I turned a tenon about 2 1/2 inches in diameter and 3/8 inches long.   I shaped the curved bottom of the bowl and put in an indentation near the tenon that would later become the base of the bowl.  Using the tenon I reversed chucked the bowl and hollowed out the inside of the bowl.   The Bradford Pear was particularly aromatic and quite wet, but it turned nicely and showed very little tear out in the end grain.
The bottom of the bowl has a curved surface where the side meets the bottom of the bowl.  I put a small band on the outside lip of the bowl and otherwise had the side of the bowl taper to the base. 
Bradford Pear:  Happy Birthday Lady Ariel

The inside of the Bradford Pear bowl shows a subdued grain pattern and the wood has an yellow-orange tint.  The Chinaberry blank was turned in the same manner and I found the wood to be aromatic, not as fragrant as the Bradford Pear, and the shavings were not as wet as the Pear.  Chinaberry also showed more tear out on the end grain, so I had to be more careful to get a smooth finish.
On this bowl I put a small cove cut on the outside of the bowl, about an inch below the lip of the bowl and then a simple taper to the bowl base.
Chinaberry
The grain pattern on the Chinaberry bowl is very distinct, and the wood had an orange to red coloration.  Turning green wood is definitely easier than turning dry wood as the shavings come off almost in continuous strips. My hands often felt damp from the spray coming off the chisel as it cut into the green wood.  I used the carbide tools for most of the turnings, plus the parting chisel and a round nose scraper to smooth out the bottom of the bowls and remove most of the tear out on the outsides of the bowls.   
Once the bowls were completely turned, I reverse chucked them in a jam chuck to remove the tenon from the bottom of the bowl.  I could only get the tenon down to about the size of a quarter and about 1/4 inch long, because the tail stock gets in the way of the parting tool, so to remove that remaining tenon, I used a hand chisel and then power sanded the bottom.   
To sand the bowls I used Abranet sanding mesh, but it was really needed for the Bradford Pear because the wet wood would have clogged up regular sandpaper.  The Chinaberry was not as wet, so I used both Abranet and regular sandpaper to finish it.  Both bowls got a finish coat of Walnut Oil and once dry, they will get a final wax finish.
Because of  the high moisture content of these green bowls, I am storing them in a plastic bag with their moist shavings, a combination that hopefully will allow the wood to dry slowly, without too much movement or checking.   At this point I am not sure how long it will take for these bowls to dry out, so this will be an experiment to see what it takes to dry these kinds of wood.

Friday, April 26, 2013

Happy birthday Lady Ariel



Shannon, well, it was a morning in 1979, much like this morning—sunny and spring-like.  Mom had awakened early and took a shower to see if the labor contractions were false.  They were not, so around 0400 we bundled Jennifer off to one of our neighbors, and then we drove to the hospital on the base in our Honda Civic.  Mom had the passenger seat with the seatback adjusted way down so she could almost lay flat on the seat.  Mom was getting some pretty hard contractions and could not sit up.  
We had 2 small delays enroute about 2 blocks from our Embassy apartment complex to the Yongsan Army Installation (AI).  One was a freight train passing over the tracks that crossed the road going to the base.  Luckily, the freight train was not a long one, but it caused some anxious moments until the train got out of the way.  We crossed the tracks and approached the base gate, which was actually the back gate to Yongsan AI, the gate was closed and locked and there weren’t any guards visible.  As we pulled up to the gate, a guard suddenly appeared (he was probably sitting inside the guard shack and we couldn’t see him), and he quickly unlocked the gate and raised it for us to enter.  
The 121st Medical Evacuation Hospital (now the Brian Allgood Army Community Hospital/121st Combat Support Hospital) was close to the back gate (4-5 blocks), so the trip to the front door of the hospital went fairly quickly, although Mom was in pretty uncomfortable.  As we pulled up to the hospital, I told the orderly that Mom was in active labor, so they quickly brought out a wheelchair and took Mom directly off to the Maternity Ward, while I parked the car.  I then had to go to the front desk of the hospital to get all the paperwork typed to admit Mom.  I was helped by an Army clerk who probably did not know how to type, so the in-processing took what seemed to me to be 30 minutes or more.  Finally, with Mom’s paperwork finished, I rushed over to the Maternity Ward and was told that Mom was already in Delivery, so I was handed a set of paper scrubs (booties, pants, shirt, and hat) and struggled to get the scrubs on over my military 1505 tan uniform.  I finally got all the scrubs on without tearing them and walked into the Delivery Room.  
As I walked in, the nurse congratulated me on being the father of a new baby daughter.  I went over to see Mom as the nurses went about cleaning, weighing, and wrapping you up in a blanket.  Mom was doing good and wondered where I had been, since I had missed your birth.  I explained about the paperwork delay and that the scrubs kept getting all wrapped up as I tried to get them on.  A nurse then turned with you all bundled up, smiled, and asked, “Captain, would you like to hold your daughter?”   I said, “Sure,” and reached out and took you into my arms.  I think the nurse was expecting me to be to be awkward and unfamiliar with holding a baby, but I was pretty good at holding babies and you fit right in my arms.  So, that was how I came late your birth but was the first to get to hold you.  After all the excitement, everyone was hustled out of  Delivery to get some rest.  
I eventually left the hospital and went over to the equivalent of the post community center where they had about 4 telephone booths set up for international phone calls.  I had to go to a desk and give them the phone numbers you were trying to call and they would assign you a phone booth when it became available.  I think I was limited to no more than 15 minutes in a booth before you had to let someone else use it.  The desk operator would dial the number and then connect to your party.  There was a large clock dial in the booth to record the time of the call because I had to pay at the desk for the call as soon as it ended, and the clock was a way for one to estimate the cost of the call.  I tried to call my folks first but there was no answer.  I then tried to call Mom’s parents, and again, no answer.  Finally, I called up Grandpa and let him know he was a Great-grandfather again.  He thought that was amazing that he was talking to me the same day as your birth.  I asked him to pass on the news.  It was pretty strange talking to Grandpa on a very clear phone line, just like he was in the next door, and yet he was back in the States and a day behind us.  I don’t remember much else of that day—it was all pretty exciting, and it still is.
Happy Birthday, Shannon!
Love,  Dad 

PS 0400--leave the house; 0445 you were born; not bad labor stats!
love, Mom

You share your birthday with J.J. Audubon, William Shakespeare, and Frederick Law Olmsted.  And today is Arbor Day.

Saturday, April 14, 2012

Amtrak to Roselle and back

Heard anytime from Miss E: Wha'cha doin, Oma? How ya doin, Oma?

Apr 9 Tyrone-Pgh
  • Learned how to play Uno
Ap 10 Pgh to Chi

Ap 11 Naperville Children's Museum
Ap 12 Lego Land at Woodfield
Ap 13 Morton Arboretum Children's Garden
Ap 13 Chi to Pgh

  • Heard after lights out from Miss E:  Oma's naked.  The train is wiggly. Mommy has boogies.

Ap 14 Pgh to Tyrone

Friday, June 18, 2010

4 Generations

Four generations spent a wonderful afternoon together.  Prince Cheeks helped Aunt Holly read a book about Library rules.  He served me a "6" pretzel, that is a broken pretzel shaped like a 6.  He recognized that turned around it could also be a 9. The Western Prince and The Princess entertained us with their smiles.
 early 90s cousin's wedding
Every few years we have a 4 generation photo-op.  It's not to be missed.

 1982 September, Sohren Germany

Friday, December 25, 2009

24 feet at the Barony

Our 6th Christmas here was as wonderful as the rest of them.  Lady Ariel, her Count, The Western Prince and her Loyal Pooch made the very long drive from Chicago. They left a half a day earlier than planned to get ahead of 10" snow and blizzard conditions. The pregnant Lady Terra, her Count and Prince Cheeks ...
We rented North Run Cottage for the 2 legged visitors.  It's a lovely home just our side of Black Moshannon Park, about 9 minutes from The Barony.  Besides the outdoor hot tub (which no one used) and the TVs on each floor (which they did use), the kitchen was fully stocked as was the fire wood.  The beds were flat and the showers were hot.  What more could the Ladies ask for?
Christmas Day is Prince Cheek's 900th day and The Western Prince's 200th day.  I love it when numbers work out like that. It does something for my dyscalculia.

Thursday, December 30, 2004

Christmas 2004

As the Baron and Baroness drove up the hill on December 18 the lights were on and the garage door opened. Dave the Builder was there to welcome us to our new home and run us through the mechanicals and light switches. It was everything we'd hoped and more. He even had a basket of fruit from Wegmans to welcome us and a couple of door mats. We were getting ready to figure out bedding when R&D drove up with a Christmas tree and several boxes they had kept for us. What great friends, neighbors, and gatekeepers. We now know why maple floors are called "hardwood". Even with a couple of layers of padding between us and the wood, it is still hard. The mattress and box springs would be delivered on Tuesday, and the frame from the Amish Country Peddler would be delivered on Wednesday. Another minor inconvenience was that our water test came back from Todd Giddings ((814) 238-5927) with bacteria. We had water to flush and shower, but not to drink. Ladies Terra and Ariel and Graf von Tech drove up from the south for a few days. They brought all sorts of housewarming/Christmas gifts. We filled the living room with 2 air mattresses, played Scrabble and put together puzzles for an old fashioned celebration of family.


Kitchen and dining area with hickory cabinets
Looking down from living room into entrance foyer

Bathroom with tiles by Clinefelter's
Cosmetic propane fireplace

Bed by Amish Country Peddler; Compass quilted pillow by Brigitte Bertram
Organizing the Christmas stockings

Dinner is an all day operation with 2 cooks and several supervisors
...and an unfamiliar kitchen.

A supervisor puts his $.02 in.

The Graf stays out of trouble by studying.
Outside looking in.

2 cooks are better than one.
Delegate

View from the drive way
Location of the breezeway and Phase II

Kitchen and bathroom windows from back hill (north face)
We hardly need a doorbell since we can hear a car making the first turn on the road rocks.

From the "summer kitchen" (firepit)
It truly is a little house in the woods. The Baron planted a dozen daffodils with a crow bar and frozen hands and plenty of bone meal to give them a good start. Our trees are tubed and resting for the winter.

Living room
kitchen/dining area

from the stair landing

Dragonfly Tiffany style
...centerd perfectly in front window

stair landing pendant from Cherrytree Designs
Kitchen pendants, cherry and paper

Uplit fans
Watching for wildlife out the kitchen window