The world is changing. The earth is coming alive with minute shoots of green, the air has a new potency to it. Whether this should be happening in mid-February is hard to say, and the beautiful sunny days have a sinister quality to them. Still, the birds are happy, and so are we.

I have felt a slow deceleration in the forge. Between running out of coal, several windy days, and preparation for the future, I have been spending less time pounding iron. Still, I am pleased to keep the thread alive, and have completed some exciting projects.


The handle end of a fire poker.


And the handle itself, an experimental “half Rubiks” twist.


Seeking to find beauty in simplicity.

Knifemaking has been a substantial part of my work, and I’ve been focusing on laminated blades. This is the process of taking a high carbon core and forge welding mild steel on the outside, creating a three-layer blade. It is simple enough, and adds just a bit more durability. As with any technique, there are some dos and do-nots, and it has been fun to explore these. Refining my handles has also been a main goal. This is my least favorite part of making a knife, so finding the patience and techniques to keep improving is an important, but challenging task.


The border between the steels


And a handle, out of purpleheart wood.


Another laminated blade, with a hidden tang. I burnt this one into its handle, a new process for me.


And a sheath I made, the first informed leatherwork I’ve done. Many thanks to my friend Kevin Schilke for all his help on this one.

In between the forging there have been numerous lovely experiences. One highlight was baking kardemummabullar (Swedish Cardamom Buns) for New Year’s Eve. Yum! They made me think longingly of Sweden – just in time! In a little more than a week I head back, and I couldn’t be more excited. Many more adventures to come, I’m sure.


As I approach my final days in this landscape, I am struck by the majesty of the world. The skies which are forever changing, an unimaginably huge expanse. The mountains which seem to grow in stature every day, their snowy peaks newly chiseled against the crisp air. The red tail hawk keeping a weather eye out for a meal from the top of the cottonwood tree. There are too many facets of this world to really appreciate, too many stories to ever grow tired of listening.


(Lyra, the newest addition to the farm)


2 thoughts on “Majesty

  1. Hello Sam,
    I so enjoy your graceful prose and appreciative manner. It is such a pleasure to see your fine work. How satisfying it must be!


  2. Dear Sam,

    How wonderful it has been to witness the many projects you’ve accomplished while State Side this time around. I especially am drawn to the beautiful knife handles you carve in a variety of woods that are foreign to me. May each day in your beloved Sweden be filled with learning, loving, leisure…and sauna!!


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