Ever since I watched an old German blacksmith working at King’s Landing in New Brunswick a couple of decades ago, I have been fiddling around with iron.  Collecting tools, reading books, watching other iron workers ply their craft, working on designs, techniques and my own skill.  I am convinced that I have an addiction and iron deprived blood.  I am now the proud papa of two forges, three anvils, hammers, tongs, jigs and a couple of welders.  Have a look around at some of my past projects.  A great percentage of these were ordered by customers after talking about their needs and particular tastes.  You can waste time looking at the ramblings of an old man in the Notes portion.