My dad has worked with his hands his entire life. I still believe he can build anything, do anything and fix anything. I have a few things that he’s made and I’m hoping he remembers that rocking chair I found in that magazine at his house because OH DADDY THAT ROCKING CHAIR. He has a shop out in his garage that he lets Addie come out and help him in, just like I did when I was little.
I had forgotten how wonderful the smell of wood and varnish were. Stepping into his shop was like stepping back into my childhood with a much better view. Many of his tools have changed but so many of them are the exact same. He had just sold a mirror from his etsy shop and had to finish it up while we were still there. He was kind enough to let me hang over his shoulder with my camera and of course he loved having Addie out there with him.
I’m so thankful she’s able to have this memory of her grandpa and that she’s able to see him work with his hands. So many things just show up in our lives, it’s so important to me that she understands where they come from and why we buy things the way we do (local and handmade when possible.) The following photos make me so happy. That I was able to get my dad in his element with my oldest daughter.
I only wish you could smell the wood.