Before taking off to New Zealand, I did have one small (or large) project that I was a part of. My father had given plans for an arbor to my mom for Christmas. He purchased the lumber and contracted a local carpenter to build it. As skilled laborers go, he proved to be unreliable and the arbor was never built. On my last trip home to NJ before leaving, I promised my dad that we would get it done together. On the hottest day of the year, my dad and I plugged away, redesigning as we went, to create a beautiful addition to an already amazing backyard sanctuary.