by blukatzen » Mon 02 Apr 2007, 03:34:14
Most people do not value old trees, but even more don't value old timber! Living near Wisconsin, where a lot of logging went on during the 1800's in the Northern part of the State, a lof of old trees were felled. (same in Michigan).
A lot of logs, due to accidents, fell into the waterways and remained there, only to be cleared now, and the value of the timber reclaimed, used for the intent it was first designed for.
For a few years, I had fun going to a large monthly flea market in the outlaying suburbs several counties out, on the cusp of farmland and luxury McMansionville.
Farmers and others come to this, as this is a good place to sell to antique dealers, designers and others, bringing estate sales from farmers in their area of Illinois, Iowa, Indiana, Michigan or Wisconsin to this flea market (which is quite famous in the area).
I was walking down an aisle in the beef house (as this takes place in the County Seat's County fair buildings) I met a farmer from Galena, IL, who makes it a habit to try to take down old barns, (made with old lumber) and make it into furniture or what he can make of it, to recycle this lumber for yet one more life and useage.
I saw a smallish bench he made, rather rustic, who told me that the bench I was looking at was made from the lumber salvaged from a barn that had just been taken down the summer before, his brother and he almost cried taking it down.
He related to me that many people in his area were trying to save that barn, as it was the last old barn, dating from the early 1800's in their area, when they did the research on it, it was determined that that was the oldest barn in Illinois standing that could be documented. So, what that means, is that the wood needed to harvest lumber FOR that barn had to be growing in Illinois probably from the late 1600's to the 1700's.
But, nobody in our State cared to save that barn, or would try to stop the destruction of their heritage, which once demolished, would only live on in pictures. What happened, is the farmer who owned that tract of land, left it to a nephew who was courted by developers, who were already developing houses near Galena.
I looked at the little bench, still with some traces of old "barn red" on it, and with some hand forged iron nails still embedded in it. I bought it, and at least treasure a recycled part of my State's history. That was the last of the benches he had made out of the wood that he salvaged, he made quite a bit of furniture with it.
I would ask you to compare furniture made today with furniture made from yesteryear, even the crappier stuff. Look at the joints, the dovetailing, the stains and finishes, the whole design element.
At least, if a tree is sacrificed, let it be for it's last noble effort, to keep us warm, to provide a myriad of substances which can be made from it's once-bounteous luxury.
Our cultures have forgotten that we once held a "Tree of Life" as our springboard. There are more creatures that depend on trees being around than just us humans. But it seems that the motto has always been.."have buzz saws-will cut".