My friend Martin Williams, a sculptor from Wales, came to visit, and made a sculpture while he was here. I helped. It was a chilly couple of days, but we had fun anyway. It is still up, two years later.
Martin and I made a template, and using the forest in my back yard, we made a sculpture from the nearby dead wood.
It is best seen driving around it on a lawn mower. I love it and think of Martin every week that the grass is growing.
The heat is in the tools, as they say.
Henry loved Martin. They had a good time together.
Highest cribbage hand possible. Mine. Much toasting was had. Thanks for coming Martin!
I don’t remember the conversation, but I’m sure it was highly charged.