Remember that time we made ‘love’ rings together? yeah, it was pretty precious.
I feel like that whole process would have been significantly more awkward if I was missing fingers. Not necessarily, but probably.
This week, working with power tools (the planer in particular…) I came to really appreciate my fingers, and was able to recognize that losing a finger or a few would be a pretty big bummer, not to mention messy.
We started with the table saw, cutting our wood to the proper width. Our plan was to cut the wood just over double the length of the wood leg. So because we want each leg to stand 1 1/4 inch by 1 1/4 inch… we cut the width of our wood at 2 1/2 inches with the intention of eventually stacking the pieces and gluing them all together.
Pushed that piece of wood through the saw at a record breaking slow speed.
Once we had our strips cut, we had to toss them through the planer to make sure they were flat. Cause that’s apparently what a planer** does…. **planers are known to steal fingers. Even more dangerous than the table saw cause it’s got a kick to it. My fear of this machine was paralysing. It’s cute you think I’m kidding. I ACTUALLY COULD NOT MOVE.
and after the planer, we put the strips through the Jointer. Multiple times. As far as I understand, the planer and the jointer do pretty much the same thing, except the planer ends lives where as the jointer just causes permanent hearing loss. Priorities, ammirite?
ANNND, there we were with three perfectly flat pieces of maple. It was time for the fun part….
Wood glue! I would eat that stuff for breakfast if it were non-toxic. It’s not.
Some might say we went overboard on the clamps…..
Haters gonna hate.
Once these dry…legs phase two begins.