As the son of a carpenter, I have always loved wood. When I spied faded fence boards at a writing studio I once rented, I tore them off their posts. I clad the studio’s concrete beam with the lumber, and later I used the boards as an expansive desk topped with glass.
After 25 years the planks have found a new incarnation: as a backdrop to a pot rack and a magnetic knife strip.
After taking various wall measurements, I began to affix the boards with hardened-head, 3-inch steel screws. But I had forgotten that the boards were weathered with a pattern -- dark lines at each end where posts had left marks from decades of wear.
So I laid down all six boards on my living room floor to arrange the markings into a uniform pattern. I drilled the boards into wall studs, burying the screws slightly to keep them hidden. Then I drilled extra screws into the top plank, which would carry the heft of my five pots.