The Little Lamb Workshop

One year of Roxy 🐾🎉

It’s hard to believe our little Frenchie is already one year old.

Over the past year, Roxy has brought plenty of laughs, energy, mischief, and companionship to our home. She’s become a much-loved part of the family.

To celebrate her birthday, we headed into the workshop to build something special just for her—a new feeding stand.

There’s something meaningful about making things for the ones you love, whether they walk on two legs or four.

The celebration was made even sweeter with family around and a special visit from her cousin Bailey, my parents’ puppy, who came along to help celebrate the occasion.

Watching my two legged helper get excited about creating something for Roxy reminded me why I enjoy working with my hands in the first place. It’s not always about the finished piece—it’s about the memories made along the way.

Happy 1st Birthday, Roxy. Thanks for making our family a little more fun. 🤍🐾

A little break from the usual routine 🤍

Took a few days off work for a staycation with my bestie and her cousin.

We spent a day DDI, enjoyed an amazing dinner at and just slowed things down to enjoy some simple family time together.

Then Saturday was a completely different pace — a 5K hosted by with .jo.ann .619 and

And well… doubles after a 5K just tastes better 🇹🇹

Full weekend. Full heart. Grateful for the memories.

Mother’s Day project 🌸

My daughter wanted to give her mum a picture frame for Mother’s Day, so this weekend I headed into the workshop and tried building one from scratch.

It was my first time making a frame, so there was definitely some learning along the way — measuring angles, fitting corners, and figuring things out as I went. But that’s one of the things I enjoy most about woodworking. There’s always something new to learn.

The best part is that she’ll still get to add her touch by finishing it herself before giving it to her mum.

Sometimes the most meaningful gifts aren’t perfect — they’re personal 🤍

Happy Mother’s Day 💐



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This is what a weekend looks like for me.

Rainy Saturday meant staying in — so my daughter and I made the most of it and brought home the newest member of the family - a little red ear slider 🐢.

We spent the day setting up her space and just enjoying time together.

Sunday after church, I finally got around to unboxing a tool I’ve been looking forward to for a while.

Life balances itself — slow, simple moments on one day and focused the next day…worship first, then work.

I’m grateful for both and the two new additions 🤍

This time of year in Trinidad, the poui trees bloom.

Pink and yellow scattered across the landscape — a quiet reminder that certain seasons always come back around.

Growing up, it always lined up with exam time. CXC. A Levels. Long days of studying and a little (ok a lotttt) of stress.

Today I visited UWI St. Augustine with my .jo.ann , and seeing those trees again brought all of that back.

The Pink Poui or Tabebuia rosea is one of my favourites. Not just for how it looks in bloom, but for what it becomes.

The Creator designed it with beauty first — covered in soft pink flowers, often standing almost bare of leaves, yet full of life. 

And when that same tree is milled into lumber (Appamat), it takes on a different kind of purpose.

The wood is strong, workable, and carries its own natural grain and character — something that can be shaped into furniture, built to last and be used daily. 

There’s something meaningful in that.

That a tree can stand in full beauty…
and then, in the hands of a craftsman, become something useful.

I’m inspired not only by my daughter, but also by the natural beauty the Father left in His creation.

From the bloom of the poui to the grain in the wood, there is beauty and purpose in what He has made — and that’s something I carry with me into the workshop.

I choose solid wood sourced locally in Trinidad and Tobago because it lasts.

Because it ages beautifully with character.

Because it can be passed down and used over and over again — not thrown away.

These details matter when you’re building with legacy in mind.





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🪵 Good Friday — The Rejected Stone ✝️

Just days ago, the crowd cried, “Hosanna.”
Today, we remember the cross.

From praise to rejection…

Using scraps—pieces once set aside—I shaped this simple scene of the cross.
A reminder that what is rejected is not wasted.

“The stone that the builders rejected has now become the cornerstone.”
‭‭Psalm 118:22‬

What was overlooked…
What was cast aside…
God chose.

On Good Friday, we see it clearly:
The cross was not the end—it was the foundation.
The place where sin was defeated,
Where love was proven,
Where redemption began.

Even in the workshop, the story echoes—
Broken pieces made whole,
Discarded wood given purpose,
Something humble becoming something eternal.

✝️ The rejected stone became the cornerstone.

There’s something satisfying about turning rough wood into something useful.

Measure.
Cut.
Sand.
More sanding.
Measure again.
Chisel.
Drill.
Glue.
Assemble.

The process takes time, but that’s part of the joy of building, especially when you have a little helper :)