Carving in the Ozarks...The Sequel

In April, we traveled to Eureaka Springs, Arkansas, so my dad could once again take part in the Carving in the Ozarks festival.  Last year was his first year there and it was as much an amazing experience for me as it was my dad.  This year was even more exciting and inspiring for both of us.  We met some incredible people and reconnected with old friends from last year.  I walked away feeling blessed to have been there to watch my dad take part in the event.  I felt so inspired by it that I can home and started chainsaw carving myself.  As an old friend said, "You have a great teacher."  He's right.  My dad is patient and encouraging.  He doesn't judge your technique or vision, but rather nurture them both.  Now, let's not confuse his nurturing and encouragement with him being a softy.  He may ride a moped rather than a Harley, but I would certainly not want to mess with him or any of his chainsaw carving buddies.  I guess what I'm trying to say in a very strange way is, "Thanks, Dad!"  Here are some photos of this year's Carving in the Ozarks.

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