The closest local sawmill is going out of business, so I picked up a few of the nicer looking boards I could find.
Nice, of course is relative, almost all the wood had been sitting outside, so it looked pretty rough... When I got it home, I ran it through the planer. On the left is what a couple of the boards looked like when I bought them, on the right is after the planing:
Quite stunning. They'll look even better with a few coats of finish.
There is beauty in even the roughest stock. I learn a lot about how the Lord sees us when I work with wood like this.