Chamfering the stringers
It was a meditative day in the workshop, I spent the day "breaking" the inside edges of the stringers using my dads old Stanley No. 51 and my antique Stanley no 53 spokeshave and sometimes my 9 1/2 A block plane.
There was a gentle rain sounding against the roof, the smell of wood, no dust, no powertool noise, no screaming router bits, no cables, just the joy of using super sharp, well setup, proper tools, and hearing the wood turn into curly shavings.
That is the joy of doing things for yourself , you can slow down and enjoy the journey.
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