I guess you could say the hobby of carving "fell" into
my lap when we lost an old cherry tree in the backyard.
At first I worked with a six inch blade, (sort of like
slicing tomatoes with a chain saw). Yes, I still have
all my fingers.My first was a shielelagh for my
father-in-law, then with an exacto knife, I carved
the miniature people and animals that ended up selling
as tree ornaments. I took classes from a local carver
who was disoncertated that I didn't want to carve birds.
(He also felt carving was a *male* domain.)
Now I've collected lots of branches, but less
time.