The three dulcimers hanging on the wall have fresh coats of varnish. It is a relatively warm day so coats of varnish are all that is necessary; if it had been colder they would be in their parkas and mittens.
The baritone dulcimer hanging in the middle always loses it’s hat. It favors a small and pointy tuque and believe me they are not easy to find. Maybe my wife will knit it a new one.
On the table among other stuff is a walnut and butternut dulcimer that is next in line for scraping, sanding, fretting and finishing. To the left are shelves of planes. I use them all. Really, I do.
On the higher shelves is some of the wood that will become the next batch of dulcimers.