Silent prayers of old masters. #restoration #woodworking

As I repaired this old Marples Sons hand plane, boxwood shavings fell like memories from the grain of time. I joined them with cinnamon sticks and set them alight—letting nature’s scent mingle with the quiet soul of my workshop. As the smoke rose, the warmth of wood and the spice of cinnamon whispered the silent prayers of old masters. This simple ritual is a trace of the timeless bond between hands that shape and the nature that offers.