Writing a letter to his Grandpa Baker (80) this morning for father’s day, Hyrum (14) turned to me and asked, “Grandpa has been finding some cool wood for me to make lamps out of. Do you think he would like one of my lamps as a father’s day present?” “I’m sure he would love it,” of course I replied.
Hyrum found the piece of wood for this little lamp when working for a friend to clear his yard and flower gardens of weeds. Obscured by the weeks was the small stump of a dead evergreen. Hyrum could see the potential in this dead stump. He asked if he could make something out of it, brought it home, and began to give it new life as a lamp.
We made bases for small lamps by cutting discs off the end of an old cedar fence post. The wood was old and cracked, but we wood-glued the pieces together, allowed them to cure, then ran them through a neighbor’s planer.
We named the little lamp Joia, a joyous Portuguese word meaning “gem.” Hyrum gave Joia to his Grandpa today, the same Grandpa that inspired our lamp-making in the first place with his lamp Timponogos, about 55 years old. Grandpa seemed as pleased to receive the lamp as Hyrum was to gift it. This little gem of a lamp has connected the generations with memories and a common love of creation and beauty.