Here’s a sentence on dovetails:
“A dovetail is a single saw stroke away from becoming. I lift the saw, push the teeth into the wood and cut to the line stroke by stroke. Sawn granules fall from a hundred cutting teeth and the kerf parts off the waste as a dovetail emerges to receive its partnering pin. It’s a matching of exact opposites, opposed shapes, angles juxtaposed with flat grain against end grain; light reflecting, light absorbed, dull versus bright shine, rough texture to fineness, open pores nestle beside closed pores. The contrast attracts gaze.
An enquiry begins in a textured mind of wondering how such a thing is made by human hand and eye. What coordinated this thing called a dovetail? What drew man to make such a thing the first time it became? Who was the man who pulled the saw, severed the wood and formed the first dovetail from a mere thought? When did such an act lay down a standard of such exactitude that all carpenters followed the pattern unquestioningly through the centuries and never replaced it?”