Well, after three years, we finally got the li'l lending brary put in thee old shingle oak stump.
All kinds of books!
Turns out carving aged oak is a real mother. I tried a lot of dumb techniques, like drilling, chiseling, and sledge-wedging until I got an angle grinder with a tiny chainsaw blade (from King Arthur's Tools). This thing is rad. It still took forever, but it was easier. And now I can make, like, totem bear art or something.
Jenny designed a stamp, painted the thing, and picked out all the books.
If you're in the hood, let us know what you'd like to read at wild.brary [at] g mail.
So long, old tree. Hope you like being a little library.