End table of birch bark cambium and maple burl top.
I started tapping maple trees when I was old enough to lug pails of sap. My Grandmother's family had sworn off sugar before the civil war and although three generations separated them from those old-time baptist ancestors, they still held to the word and only used maple sugar in their households. I still tap 200 trees every spring. Everyday hundreds of miles of pipeline within the tree deliver life-giving sap to every branch and twig ... its a plumbing system that we have never been able to copy. This piece only reminds us of this miracle and the complexity of that living thing called a tree.
The top is a maple burl that was harvested near Dexter Maine in 2009. This burl seems to mushroom its beauty from the original tree stump, plainly visible in the far side of the table.