As Zen and Christian as it gets: something useful comes out of the rejected. On Father’s Day weekend I asked my son (who is with me every other weekend) what he would like to do and he said “Dad, let’s build something.” I had some leftover pressure treated lumber from an old deck project so we made some legs and then picked up some cedar from the big box store and this is what we ended up with. I could care less if the thing fell apart a day after we built it; the time we spent together in the shop was priceless to me. My fourteen year-old daughter even helped. With any luck it will be in one of their gardens long after Dad is gone, and they will sit on it with their kids and remember building it.