Dragonfly’s Favorites: These Wooden Vases
The vase on the left was a gift from my parents. They picked it up while traveling in New Zealand. It was originally a fence post…remnants of it’s former life are still visible. The drilled hole. Moss that’s still attached. I liked it and appreciated it.
It gave my dad an idea. This time it was a good idea!
He wondered if he could do something similar with wood from Granddaddy’s old barn. It might be a nice way to preserve a little bit of history. He contacted a wood crafter/artist and had them made. I believe that he had one made for each of Grandmother and Granddaddy’s grandchildren. They don’t have the same feel or look as the New Zealand piece, but they do carry our personal history. Our memories of visiting the farm, of the many hours spent playing in and around the barns. For some, the memory of working the farm along side Granddaddy. Of the cows and the farm equipment.
I treasure these memories and am grateful to have these lovely reminders.
