Black Walnut


Reading John Steinbecks Cannery Row seems to imply that ” life in a pearl moment”  isn’t a sought out lifestyle but of those moments of plain chores we all have when the madness of making money isn’t consuming our every waking breath.

To me though the bad trip was finely over, I could think without the influence of others guiding or controlling my being.

Looking for an hopefully that in the surrounding community there was a standing tree that was available for free. Luckily it turned out to surprise me an one was nearby. This tree had seen its days an was falling down. The minute I saw this massive tree, I saw in my mind the projects to create bringing it back to life.

My progress towards creating a simple coffee table out of the black walnut had slowed. It didn’t stop me from whittling away though. Now in front of me the final results appeared an it turned out very nice in my eyes, mind you it wasn’t to be showroom perfect. This has been a educational moment in my life bringing a new breath to this very old tree. It ( the tree ) was standing quietly watching the years an seasons pass. It was a long time however but patience was the strength of it. The time had come to be quiet an wait.

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Jean Andre Vallery

Watching the trees grow. Apalachee by blood

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