Firewood Finds

I admit, I am addicted, however I am not ashamed.  I am a wood junkie. I find it somewhat honorable to save wood from a demeaning death. Some wood is meant to be burned, it is fitting and proper. But some wood is meant for glory. The other day a friend of mine mentioned that he helped fell a neighbor's tree and while reducing it to firewood thought I might be interested in some pieces. I have wood in my shop up to the rafters, literally, and I really do not have the time to be milling more. But he persisted that it was oak and had some real crazy grain. We met for coffee one morning and he brought a couple pieces with him. Here is a piece:

Okay, this wood was meant for glory. I think I will go over to his house and dig through his pile. I cannot help it. I need more.