I hesitate to make jewelry jealous, but I have a second love, and that is woodworking. I teach woodworking classes often, and find myself amazed at the lovely differences between metal and wood. While metal is lustrous and luminous, wood can contain chatoyance beyond my wildest dreams. The bubinga jewelry box below, for instance, was pure joy to make. The feel of organic cellulose structure in my hands as I plane or sand causes me to drift into those wild juniper claws of Ed Abbey's Desert Solitaire. I've been there: I am there. It is a transformative thing to move between metal and wood.