I was revisiting Caramoor again on Friday and finally remembered to stop by Paul's office and take a picture of the present I made for one of his important birthdays. We'd always know when Paul was on the property, or in a particularly odd frame of mind, when we would hear the lovely melody and words of the old Western song, Blood on the Saddle wafting through the air. (Click here to hear Tex Ritter perform his rendition, which surely influenced Paul's performances.)
I don't know why I didn't take a picture of this crafty project when I made it, but I'm glad it's documented for posterity.
In the words of a MasterCard commercial:
Shadowbox frame, beaten to heck and then scorched on my stove $X.00
Making sure smoke detector in apartment works FREE
Stickers, twine, parchment, leather, matches $X.00
Glue gun and glue $0.00
Burnt Fingers FREE
Band-aids $0.00
Christmas Ornament in the shape of a saddle, boots, and spurs $X.00
Odd looks at the Western Wear store FREE
Hysterical laughter at birthday party, followed by years of enjoyment PRICELESS!
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