You know that I would not let you do it without explaining, in tortuous detail, what was going on.
I find that I can remember things best, if I understand them.
Wood, I understand. (Lest you misunderstand, and think that I am saying that wood is simple, prosaic, and uncomplex, that is not what I am saying!)
Wood is magical, like many wondrous things in this magical world. Wood is a special kind of sugar, spun from rain and sunlight and air. How could it be anything less than magical?
I used to watch Mike Holmes on Holmes on Homes. He’s a carpenter and talks about going with the grain of the wood etc. He gets it. It just looks like a board to me.
I'm stealing that.