The summer before I turned 13, my dad's oldest brother and his wife came for a visit. Uncle Dene had just lost most of a lung to cancer, and his doctor told him to get out of the Colorado mountains for a few months. So they bought a small motor home and came west. They came and went, staying with us, and exploring the Northwest. That Christmas, a small package arrived for this horse-crazy girl; inside, a delicate foal carved from clear Douglas fir. I've treasured it ever since.
My uncle only lived a few more years, and this summer-long visit was the last time I saw him. This small carved horse keeps the memories alive for me.
Textured with Kim Klassen's Quiet (overlay @ 73%)
Posted on Texture Tuesday today... have a look
here for all the beautiful photographs being shared this week.
Great photo. Beautiful carving. Wonderful memories.
ReplyDelete