Well I’ve got the flu. There were a couple days there where I wasn’t preoccupied with real work, but I still couldn’t work on Gypsy because, you know, fevers and power tools don’t mix. I’m still not at 100%, but I did make a cut or two this afternoon.
Look at that. Ain’t she perty?
This, however, isn’t quite so pretty. I had noticed a bit of something oozing out of the wood when I cut it, and it didn’t seem like a big deal. But after encountering this mess I finally looked it up. Pitch pockets, they’re called. Apparently pitch pockets can ooze for years. I don’t want the sticky mess all over my shoes, books, or whatever I plan to store next to that piece of wood, so I’ll probably replace it.
What to replace it with is anybody’s guess. At the risk of sounding like a whiny wannabe woodworker, I’m so over framing grade Douglas Fir. It’s heavy, it has pitch pockets, and it’s often not straight. I briefly considered replacing all the floor framing with something lighter and straighter, but would it be worth it? Something tells me that no, it wouldn’t. Sigh.