Fourth Entry Creating with Lane in Pa’s Woodshop

November 4, 2013

Bang, bang; pound, pound; tap, tap; swish, swish!  As Oma meandered down the garden path, with two tall glasses of cold lemonaid, she heard sounds of woodworking coming from Pa’s Woodshop.  The shop door was wide open so the morning breeze provided some relief from the warmth of summer on the first of July.

Oma peeked inside the shop and greeted Pa and Lane.  “Hi, guys.  What ‘cha making, Lane?” Oma inquired.  “It’s a surprise, Oma.  Don’t peek!” Lane replied.  “OK, Lane.  I will not look.  I brought you guys some lemon aid,”  Oma stated.  Quickly hopping off a woodworking stool, Lane runs towards the door, as Oma hands the iced beverages to Lane.  “Thanks, Oma.  Don’t peek!”  He scurries back to Pa’s side as he scrambles upon the stool once again.

Bang, bang; pound, pound; tap, tap; swish, swish!  Oma continues to hear the sounds of woodworking, as she makes her way to the garden to enjoy some garden chores of watering, weeding and harvesting.  After watering the bushy tomato plants, weeding in between the rows of corn, and harvesting some carrots, cucumbers and herbs, Oma  makes her way to the kitchen to make some lunch for everyone.  As she heads toward the farmhouse, she stops by Pa’s Woodshop to check in on the busy woodworkers and asks, What ‘cha making, Lane?” “It’s a surprise, Oma.  Don’t peek!” Lane replied, once again.  “OK, Lane.  I will not look.  Are you guys hungry for some lunch?”  “Yes, Oma, please,” Lane replies and then makes a request, noting the basket with the garden goodies in Oma’s hand, “Can we have bunches of carrots and a sandwich and some cookies, too? ”  “Certainly, Lane,”  Oma agrees.

Bang, bang; pound, pound; tap, tap; swish, swish!  Oma continues to hear the sounds of woodworking, as she makes her way to the kitchen.  She returns with a summer lunch of three peanut butter sandwiches, cut in triangles, six freshly baked chocolate chip cookies, a pitcher of lemon aid  and bunches of crisp carrots.  Everyone enjoys lunch sitting on the picnic table side by side.

What ‘cha making, Lane?” “It’s a surprise, Oma.  Don’t peek!” Lane replied, once again.  “OK, Lane.  I will not look.

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About Prairie Garden Girl

I am a wife who is adored by my Sweet Perry. Together we are parents to five boys and grandparents to seven unique grands. Pa Perry and Oma Sue love instilling the love of learning in the hearts of Johannah, Joshua & Jaxon; Henry & Charlotte and Lily & Lane. I am a reader. I am an aspiring children's picture book writer. I am a creator who sews and paints with acrylics and watercolors and sketches with colored pencil. I am an educator to hundreds of students, throughout the years. I am a cyclist on a pink Marin Portofina, and a 5K jogger. Perry and I are organic gardeners and enjoy homesteading on the Illinois prairie. Life is a beautiful ride with my Sweet P. Together, Perry and I feel life is a journey filled with joy. We want to live our lives by leaving the world a better place.
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