I remember, once upon a time, watching a show or reading an article where I learned that carousel horses could be made from wood. the Visual fascination of watching a horse-my own horse!emerge from a block or series of blocks of wood. Sanding it would be like currying. Painting would be a labor of love-and I could add as many jewels as were necessary.

Woodworking seems like a good skill to have, in general. Maybe Scott’s dad would be willing to teach me.