Imprinting...A Story

 When I went down to the river Saturday morning, I noticed that John's car was already there.  Going about my business for the first 30-40 minutes, I couldn't help but hear the power tools buzzing near the gun range.

John is a man I have so much respect for.  Not only was he President of the Club for years, he is a true outdoorsman.  He can tell you more about anything that exists in the wild than anyone I know.  A hiker, kayaker, fisherman, and an expert marksman, he really knows his stuff.  

So, walking over and saying "Morning.  Need a hand?", he said "Sure if you want to hold the lumber while I cut, that would be great."

Working on a shed near the gun range, he measured, cut and hammered away while we talked.  Then I said, "Hey John, why is there a leaf on this wall?  Did you put the nail through it intentionally?"

"It was there when I put the strips up and if I leave it there, there will be a permanent imprint by the time it rots."

I was happy with his explanation.  In fact, I like it!

seeing, saying, and sharing...

Imprinting...A Story

with you and 



Debbie said…
it is always so cool to know someone with that knowledge, ever better to spend time with them. the leaf, cool stuff!!
Ginny Hartzler said…
How interesting, and a miniature piece of beauty! How was it put there?
Ann said…
Well that's a pretty cool idea to leave it there.
I like that story, and the photo to go along with it.
Veronica Lee said…
Love the idea of putting the leaf there!

Happy Friday!
NCSue said…
There's a sermon lurking there. What we spend time with leaves an imprint, for good or for ill.
Thanks for sharing at

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