This was a salvage job from a couple weeks ago.



I can't stress the importance enough of making a call or two to get permission to salvage or cut standing wood. Lots of karma involved in doing the right thing while obtaining bow wood.
When I called the street department about salvaging the above tree, I talked to a gruff sounding guy who was at first annoyed at my call. As I explained what wonderful wood osage was and how I would put it to use making bows I could feel him brighten up. At the end of the conversation he laughed and said"man, get all of that tree you want".
There was a huge black locust underneath the osage tree that I left, just didn't need it.