We would tend those glades of flowering stone, not quarry them. With cautious skill, tap by tap – a small chip of rock and no more, perhaps, in a whole anxious day – so we would work.
Gimli, son of Gloin (from The Two Towers: JRR Tolkien).
And so it goes with Ark 1: wood once removed cannot be replaced. Or to paraphrase Dad: Consider thrice, chip once….
