a hosue of windsor?

Last night we made a visit to a parishioner who had a few things on his mind that he wanted to share about the church. Until macular degeneration did its damage he was a fabulous woodworker and craftsman. He and Ken got into the subject of making furniture, and by the time we left, we had our arms full of woodworking books.

One of them, in particular, was about the Windsor chair. (It's okay, I can hear you yawning from here.) This was like winning the lotto for Ken. There's a Windsor chair at Melrose that Ken loves, and now, with book in hand, he has become a talking encyclopaedia on the subject. Yes, by default, I am learning too, but I will spare you. It's just nice to see Ken's face light up and hear the enthusiasm in his voice as he talks about the chair.

Wishing for you light and enthusiasm today!