Well this is drawing to a close. Recall that with this sword goes a poem and the poem drives many of the elements seen in the sword.. brown woody guard, wood grain in the pattern weld, nickel representing a meteor, birch leaf shaped elements, green patinas. Stuff like that. Of all the difficult things I find myself getting into.. the poem is on top.

But it's been fun and my four year old son... to whom I will dedicate this sword... loves it. After all... it's the child in us who really wants a sword.
Stats:
Weight... 1 lb 14 oz.
Total length... 37"
Blade length... 29"
Point of balance... 3.75"
Point of impact... 17" from guard
Blade composition... wrought iron sourced from 19th century wagon and Lake Superior ship wreck (steam boat), pure nickel, 1095
Cross guard from ship wreck wrought iron. Leaf chape from copper. Birch bark spacers. Grip is from 'black oak'..old growth stuff harvested from Lake Superior by divers. Pommel is wrought iron sourced from a Wisconsin grain elevator.
So.. other than peening the pommel home.. the only thing not complete is the poem.. and then transcribing it onto parchment. But... we will end this thread with what I have so far. If you want to hear the end of it... shoot me an email sometime! (or check my blog)
The Gift of the Ghillie Dhu
Wrought from star-dolven iron,
Quenched in sap of the Beithe,
Was Tiodhlac: Gift of the Ghillie Dhu
Young Duncan took care of the old birch wood,
Kept poachers and axmen at bay,
Gaining the love of the beithe-bound Ghillie Dhu.
When Young Duncan, his love-sworn abducted,
For the jealousy of wicked Black Donald,
Sorrow and pity was the old Ghillie Dhu.
For Poor Young Duncan, No sword to his name
And the might of Black Donald, No earthly man dare
Had need of the dwimmer-crafty, the clever Ghillie Dhu.
Ancient Hammer blows thundering in the hoar
Echoing in leafy halls,
Came forth the fae-deadly blade of the Ghillie Dhu
Cold black iron, Heaven-born
Shimmering veins star-silver bright,
Bold was the hilt,
Tiodhlac: Gift of the Ghillie Dhu