Wednesday, December 23, 2009

THE CHRISTMAS GIFT







Sometimes it is hard to have enough vision to see what is really possible or valuable. I sure didn’t see this Christmas coming. I should know better. When my husband Dan says, “I’ve been thinking” we have come to expect some idea has been formulated in his mind that is beyond our wildest imagination. Sometimes we roll our eyes, and sometimes he makes us smile and join him in his journey through fantasy land, trying to imagine just how on earth he will make his dream come true.

Before we were married, and Dan was in school, he harvested a good number of Walnut trees. Being the industrious young man that he was, he obtained a lumber mill, which he used to make dimensional boards from these trees. He stacked his huge, heavy pile of boards and restacked them so they would cure dry naturally over time. When we were married in 1973 he used some of these boards to make me a beautiful solid Walnut kitchen and a few pieces of furniture. A huge pile remained. Dan continued to restack the boards periodically so they would remain straight, sometimes relocating to different buildings for storage. We also have moved thirteen times in our marriage until we settled on the farm in 1995. This Walnut has continued to be moved and restacked MANY MANY times in the past fifteen years. I have often thought it was pretty worthless and a great deal of work to take care of this wood. I wanted to sell it many times, even placing adds in papers for someone to buy it. I never had anyone interested. I was hopeful it would ALL be put to good use when our son Nathan used it for a kitchen in his home. It was and is beautiful, but it didn’t make a dent in the pile of lumber that occupied a large portion of our storage shed. So you can see, even though it had been put to good use it seemed like friendship bread, it just kept being there. I had no idea there was so much wood in that pile. What good would it ever be? Until recently, Dan was thinking.

We went to the fair in August and saw the draft horses being driven. It wasn’t the first time we have seen draft horses, but for some reason it was appealing to Dan. As we have become grandparents we have tried to find unique ways to build memories for our children and their families. Our farm has been in our family since 1876 and has had a long history of horses and the life associated with them. It seems only natural to blend that heritage with a historical experience that children can experience. So Dan “was thinking”. “What could we do for Christmas to build a memory?” At about the same time our friend offered us his Percheron stallion Cody. It was a huge endeavor. We knew little about draft horses and driving, but Dan wanted to learn and that always makes me happy. We took Cody to a trainer and bought a second horse, Ben, to be his teammate. Once they were going well we started lessons together to learn how to do this safely. We were eager, but not all that quick to learn. As Dan asked questions he started to formulate an idea. He found an antique sled that needed a box on it. He could build a box, but what should it look like? He sat for hours searching the web for ideas. Finally he had an idea of something in his head. Nathan came to the farm and together they created, figured and planned a beautiful wooden box to fit on the sled that was large enough to carry a family. Oh yes, it is made of solid Walnut and White Oak, probably the only one of its kind. Who would have ever guessed that we would ever find such a unique way to use the wood that has been so much work over the years. I look at this sled, now amazed. I see the labor of such a loving, creative, wonderful husband and father, who has designed beauty, brought value to what I thought was worthless, and think, “I am truly blessed this Christmas.”

By the way, there is still more Walnut in the shed. I just appreciate having it now.