THE SENTINEL

I found this interesting fellow on our latest walk. I tried a search to find out more about him but wasn't successful. I could have walked up, knocked on the door and asked but it was very quiet, and I certainly didn't want to be a bother. Besides, I have now named him myself. I have no idea where the name came from, it just popped into my head. I have probably heard it before but who knows where or when, I don't have a clue.  Anyhow, meet Montague!

I found him rather magnificent! I think in my heart I would have enjoyed being a sculptor. I have probably mentioned this before but my Dad was a hobbyist carpenter. He loved putting things together in his spare time. I used to watch him and hand him his tools, while Mum was inside getting dinner ready, with my sister's help. He made Mum a small table once, lots of things over the years but that one stuck in my head. She would ask Dad and he would happily get his tools out. Once he made bunk beds for their caravan up north. It's probably why I love even today to see how things are built out of wood. I watch shows on YouTube, the process of building a log cabin for instance. I have always found that fascinating and admire the skills of every builder. It wouldn't have been too big of a stretch to change my interests to metal sculptures. To see them come together like this would be very rewarding.

 

So, hello Montague, how are you doing today? He is not one of those fire-breathing dragons, so we are all safe.

Montague and I thank you all for dropping in, and we hope you have a wonderful day.