with nails and bark and wire and other hardware and ironmongery,
and nature remaining and appearing in the cracks.
And after a bit, things, characters even, start to appear in it, and out of it.
Some of the shapes look rather sinister,
to speak frankly, some should be censored.
The one below my brother put to one side and nailed up as decoration; she is perhaps some kind of owl goddess...
whereas we wondered if we ought to tell the Vatican about this last one.
Happy Woodwork Wednesday!