It’s finally time. We are all dried and ready to go. Today’s the day the man from Alabama comes to visit. Wait, I hear someone coming up to the house. It’s a different truck than usual and it’s not stopping at the house. It is coming to my building. The big man and his wife are walking to the truck and someone is getting out, and he is even bigger than the big man. I think this is Tom, the wood carver we have been waiting for. Everyone comes into the building and looks around. The woodcarver, I don’t know him well enough yet to call him Tom, begins to pick up many of my friends. Some he places in a box, some he puts back down. As he gets to me, I can tell he thinks I’m special. “This one is perfect for an idea I have,” he says. “I think I will carve him first.” The Carver puts several of us into boxes and moves us to his truck. He waves to the big man and his wife and pulls back onto the quiet county road. I am on my way to Alabama and I think I will know the Carver well enough to call him Tom before this is over. The next time we visit, I will be in Alabama.
Oh, Nick......I am so happy the carver knew how special you are. (Of course, we all knew that already...but I'm glad he realized it, too.) I can't wait to see the plans he has for you. The only thing is...once he is done with you and he sells you, we won't be able to talk with you any longer and THAT part makes me sad!
ReplyDeleteGreat a road trip....your storytelling has be hanging on every word. Can't wait to hear what happens at the carver's place.
ReplyDeleteHello Nick and the Carver:
ReplyDeleteThank you for the welcome. I think I am going to learn something entirely new by following your exploits.
What fun, and all my favorite interests! Gene sent me over to learn about you, Nick, and that carver sounds pretty neat too. I'm just a little afraid someone might take a knife to you. Call me, I'll send my dog over if you need protection.
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like an exciting trip. Can't wait to hear all about you and the Carver.
ReplyDeleteMicki
This is an interesting journey. My father was a wood turner -- learning the craft in his 70s. He too would touch woods of all kinds and write the names on the pieces. Nick, the Carver has enormous patience and talent but you may find that he places you on a whittle diet. Found you on Whittler's Hollow when reading artbygene.
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