I told her if I built it I would use genuine reclaimed wood that shows the true character of age and not a faux finish. I told her I would have to find the wood as I didn't have any readily available. I managed to find the wood on Craig's list but had to pay double what new wood would cost and drive for over an hour to get it. As it turns out the wood came from old barns salvaged in north Georgia and was around 100 years old. The wood was full thickness and still showed marks from a circular saw mill.
I got the table built and she was very pleased with the results. Never hurts to earn a few brownie points.
Wood for the top and base. I planed the underside to a consistent thickness and skip planed the top to get rid of some splinters.
These are some ~6x6 posts I turned legs from. The turning was a difficult task as the wood was hard and brittle and prone to tear out and chipping. I was luck that for this particular table those were desirable traits.
This is just some of what I found in the wood. I had to buy a metal detector to find all of the nails imbedded in the wood. Many couldn't be seen on the surface as the visable portion had rusted completely away.
In the end this is what I wound up building.
This is the table sitting in its new home with my two grandsons checking it out.
Turned out to be a fun project and challenging as I had to refresh what little turning skill I might once have had. I also had to figure out how to remove nails that you couldn't grab hold of and were sometimes imbedded by 1/2 to 1 inch.
When I was growing up on my dad's Georgia farm we had old buildings on the property. Sometimes they would fall in or we would dismantle them but we hardly ever kept the old wood. Back then we would pile it up and light a big bon-fire. I guess times have changed.