Dear Governor Ducey,
Since we were staining the garden box anyway, we decided to
stain the picnic table. The picnic table had been here since we moved in, left
behind by the previous owners. It sits on our back patio and we don’t even
cover it up in the winter. It’s just a picnic table. But, we had a lot of stain
and the table was looking gray and the kids go outside and draw on it and we do
actually sit on it to eat dinner sometimes in the summer so why not stain it?
Max and Zoe and I did.
It looks beautiful now. It needs two screws in one of the
benches but now it shines with like old redwood that has weathered and then
stained shines.
I promise to stain it every year, if it will sustain it.
It makes me want to invite you to my class. To see my
students. Maybe you could even enroll in a class. There’s something to be said
for taking ownership of something. I thought that picnic table was just a cheap
leftover, something taking up space. But when I stained it. It became mine and
now I wouldn’t give it away for all the money in the world.
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