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T'was the night before Christmas in the RW shop

Updated: Nov 17, 2018

I thought it might be fun to talk this month about the holidays that are coming soon! While many people aren't ready to begin their shopping, or are in denial about the snow falling all around our region this week, I figured let's get people thinking about creative and FUN gifts! *Also don't forget to read all the way to the bottom for my special holiday poem!*


Rustic Works has options for every person on your list. From small frames 4x6, 5x7 and 8x10 all the way up to that someone special on your list that maybe needs a floor mirror or something to spruce up a boring space! If you have been thinking about giving someone the gift of locally made, hand crafted barn board, there's still time to get your order in for the end of the year! Best to contact me soon as orders for the holidays will fill up quickly!


New this year I am offering a cluster of frames! A wonderful way to showcase family and friends especially around the holidays!


And a classic favourite is always the multi-panel single frame!

While I can do a variety of frames, mirrors and chalkboards for anyone on your Christmas list I thought it might be nice to showcase things that you can give that can show off multiple photos of you favourite people!


Now, to finish off this November post in style, here's a fun holiday poem I concocted up for everyone to enjoy!


T'was the night before Christmas, when all through the shop, 

Not a saw blade was spinning, few boards left to chop, Keith sat reflecting on the past season with care, 

As he knew his barn board was soon to be shared, His frames were nestled all snug and wrapped tight,

With dreams of photos to showcase sitting just right, With mama accountant her warm cocoa in tow, 

We turned off the shop lights all in a row- When out in the drive there arose such a clatter, 

I almost fell on the step to see what was the matter, Back to the shop, I flew like a flash,

Thew open the garage door, cold air up my sash, 

From the moon on the crest of the new fallen snow,

My table saw cast a shadow to the barn board below, When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,

But a wooden sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer, With a jolly old driver, so lively and quick,

In a moment I knew it must be St. Nick! Drawn to fresh sawdust his reindeer they came,

And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name: “Now, Barn!  now, Buggy! now, Knots! now, Mitre and Trussed!

On, Thresher! on, Pine! on, Cladding! and Sawdust! To the workshop quick! To Keith’s best wood wall!

Now dust away! Dust away! Dust away all!” So up to the shop doorstep the reindeer they flew,

With a sleigh needing frames, and St. Nicholas too- As I donned my readers, and was turning around,

Through the doors St. Nicholas came with a bound. An empty frames bag he had limp on his back,

And he looked much in need of a fresh Rustic Works stack! His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,

Both his beard and mine was as white as the snow! “Keith!” he exclaimed, “I’m out of rustic barn wood stock!

What frames can you spare? Please help I’m in shock! Families and friend love your work, character galore,

I couldn’t keep up! Other frames, pfft, such a bore! Frames, mirrors, and chalkboards big and small abound,

Squares and rectangles, your work is like no other found!” With a tinkle in my eye, I knew quick I could build,

Barn board and saws his bag would be filled, Scent of cut wood and burned edges soon filling the air,

My signature style, glass, and included hardware, Together they toiled through the late night,

Two white beards and glasses side by side, quite a sight, Nick's feet up resting, he found baby Harrison a toy,

A thank you to Keith for helping him bring others such joy, I tightened his sleigh screws, and to his team he gave holler,

Away from the shop they started, dust sprinkled his collar,

With his frames in tow St Nick bellowed pre flight-

Rustic Works frames for all, and to all a good night!





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