Just got to do some woodworking for the first time in a long while, and I am once again reminded of why I enjoy my favorite type of word to work with: Purpleheart.
Why’s it called purpleheart?
Muthafuckin’ purple wood. How cool is that? It’s brown when you cut it, but due to oxidization, eventually turns to a beautiful purple color. (if you don’t seal it at this stage, it’ll eventually turn red, I believe, which is still pretty, but you buy purpleheart for purple, damnit!)
And everything you make with it turns out amazing.
Purple floors?
Nice.
Purple stairs?
Fancy.
Purple table?
Sweet.
Purple guitar?
Awesome.
Purple whatever the hell is going on here?
Epic.
It’s just such a cool wood to work with, and it’s sturdy enough to be used for just about anything. If I ever get a house, half of it might just end up being made out of purpleheart.
Anyway, that’s enough nerdery for one post. I will now return to reblogging stupid pictures and recipes.
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