I had sent an email and hadn't had a reply. I tried another email and waited a few days. Then I thought I would do it the old-fashioned way, and picked up the phone.
Two people answered at once, and I was left to the male voice, that belonged to a man named John. I explained that I had seen his website and was calling to enquire about buying some spoons. He asked me who I was. I wasn't quite sure how to answer that question. Make up a story? Fabricate a wildly elaborate alter-ego? Sarcastically explain again that I am just some punter that wants to buy a spoon?
I went with the delicate, patient approach, explaining how much I like the way the spoons look. Which I really do. Half an hour later, I can tell you that these spoons are really made with love. John hand carves each piece of wood, and started making spoons when burning lumber in the fire one day. He turned the piece of wood over, and examined the grain, realizing how beautiful it was, perhaps too beautiful to burn. So he started making spoons. And hooks. And rings. He also makes honey, and of course, he doesn't use any pesticides on the flowers and doesn't do anything to the honey. It's all natural, like the spoons. And pretty damn yummy honey it is too.
By some spoons from John. It's not often you buy a wooden spoon that you would hand down to your children. And it's not often that you can picture someone making the product you buy, with as much care, attention and good ol' fashioned craft, as John.
Honey photograph by Livewire Farm