When we decided to go ahead and do the kitchen, I started looking at cabinet samples. I had no idea how many wood choices there were. When I came across hickory, I knew what I had to do. There are a few times in life when you are faced with 'choices' but in reality, you know there is no choice. You might hem and haw and struggle with yourself, trying to rationalize an alternative, but in your gut you KNOW what you have to do. This is a minor example of that. When I was much, much younger, I used to spend time with my grandfather, aka Boom-pa, picking hickory nuts. I have no other memory of hickory (nuts) other than relating them to him, picking them, eating them, traipsing through the trees and kicking up the leaves... I had no clue there were cabinets made of hickory. But it's so beautiful, so variegated, so natural looking. Simple and clean. So I had to get Boom-pa cabinets. I figured I'd either wait and do the kitchen another time, or find a way to pay for the hickory b/c I KNEW that if I got something else, it would eat at me and bug me.
Thankfully, Kevin has learned this about me and insisted we do it. We both loved the same style, so we took the leap. And I adore my Boom-pa cabinets. No matter what, I will always think of him when I look at them. He is one of the very best men who has ever lived. He's currently still in Iowa with his son's family (thanks Joe and Bonnie!) but has had to move to a nursing facility. His dream is to go back to his beloved WV, so any good thoughts or prayers for him to make that trip before his time here is over would be greatly appreciated.
Our pool has 4 very cute turtle mosaics on the bottom. One for each of us. I love them, too ♥
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