So Chowder has come and gone. The spoon has been from Chesterfield to Danielson, Ct, back to Chesterfield and now rests in the parking lot in front of the bike shop. A day does not go by that we do not answer some sort of question about it... " what is it?" to "why" are the two most common. Which always leads me into the whole story of how it became what it is today.
I love the spoon. Its so much more than just a rad obstacle to ride. Its a drawing on a piece of paper that became an 18 foot sculpture, with all of the things that go along with making such an item. So many people came together to make it happen. Time was spent when there wasnt any time to spend. Schedules were rearranged, buildings were loaned for work space, tools were borrowed, money was fronted, hell, there was even a heart that was attacked right after completion!. ( Dont worry, the soul won and the heart continues to beat).
Its certainly more than just a spoon...
And now all I seem to do, is put things in it! Here are a few and Im pretty sure there will be more to follow.
I just turned 40 this past weekend. My wife did exactly what I asked her not to do... Thanks, honey :) xoxo
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