You can barely see him on the other side of the glass, shoulders hunched over the bench, tools close at hand
Each movement carefully planned as he selects a tool, and with hammer starts the pattern
The children look on, wanting to help but knowing with this project it is time to be quiet and learn
The carving complete, he grabs the stains and dyes to add color to the design
He selects the first stamps and adds the letters to the skirt
The saddle is done , it now only needs delivered to the big house on the hill

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