I made this piece along with so many other pieces for my Dad. He is no longer with me in body, but I know he is with me every day in so many other ways. When he was a lad, he lived in the last house at the end of a bog lane in a small cottage, he was surrounded by nature, wild animals and his favourite birds. I grew up hearing so many stories about his life, his love of nature and that smell….the smell you get when you drive out of town and approach the country, a smell of freedom, the essence of what he loved crawled up his nostrils, entered his mind and voila instant happiness…. It was simplicity for him that gave him his buzz, made him tick ……how lucky was he!!!!1