The next five Christmas tree carvings lovingly created by my husband.*
*Many of you will remember my husband’s tradition of carving the stump of our family’s Christmas tree each year, into a creature. Each creature represents a sustaining memory of something significant to us in that year. In addition, he cleverly inserts a penny with the year’s date into the bottom of each little sculpture to document its year.
Today we have a collection of thirty sculptures. Each week until the end of the year, I’ll be posting photos of the carvings that I haven’t previously posted. Each carving is precious to us. I hope you will enjoy them as well.
Many of you will remember my husband’s unique tradition of removing the sump of our family’s Christmas tree when the Holidays are over, and before it it dragged to the curb. He seasons each stump and transitions it into a creature significant to us in that year. Then, he cleverly inserts a penny with the year’s date into the base of each little sculpture to document its year.
Today we have a collection of thirty-two sculptures. Until the end of the year, each week I’ll be posting photos of the carvings that I haven’t previously posted, until we are caught up to the stump from last year’s tree.
Each carving is precious to us. I hope you will enjoy them.
It’s that season again! Time to showcase my husband’s mini sculptures lovingly carved from our family’s discarded Christmas trees. He’s created over thirty of these sculptures. Each honors the tree, a memory and our family.
I’m picking up where I left off last year, at 1994. This is Niles The Tile Fish. I know the year is ’94, because I can easily find a penny of the same date expertly inlaid under the mount of the carving.
The story behind the fish:My family upholds the tradition of eating many varied fishes on Christmas Eve. The tile fish is a once a year favorite. The scales are beautifully iridescent. This carving honors this fish and all of the many fishes that have nourished our family for countless years. It’s also a symbol of our gathering on Christmas Eve;for all of us who will celebrate this year and for all who will be missed at the table.
Posting the images of these carvings and sharing them with you, offers me the opportunity to honor my amazing husband. Happy Christmas T.
Ok, this carving is quite ridiculous. It’s name is Snort Snort Brain. Yes, really.
My husband agreed to share his Christmas tree stump carvings with our youngest’s first grade class. This prompted a brainstorm; why not ask the class to give a name to the most recent carving? My husband promised the class that whatever the majority voted, that name would be honored for all eternity. So here is Snort Snort Brain:)
In 1990 my husband befriended a squirrel who greeted him every evening after work. This little squirrel is commemorated here in this Christmas Tree stump carving. His name is Napoleon.
This Christmas tree carving honors a little starfish that fascinated our eldest, summer of 1988.
Because so many responded to my husband’s beautiful practice of Christmas tree stump carving, I’ve decided to post an image of one of his mini sculptures each week for all of the twenty-eight carvings in our collection. Above is the first, from 1982. This is Abbot the rabbit. The muse? The Velveteen Rabbit.