Having so much fun making planters out of the scavenged and gifted wood.
From the elements that nurtured each tree, from the earth, the wind, the rain, and the sun. To the hands that picked it, cut it, shipped it, sanded and painted it. The hands that carried it, tagged it, and sold it. The vehicles that brought it, the families that enjoyed and loved it. Everything is alive, everything has a journey, a destiny and a story.
Thank you and God bless the path behind and before it.
