Yeah, in that white building hiding back there in the brush.
If you look closely, you will see the dirty sweat pouring off MareBear's face. Oh man, the sun was brilliant that day! Tobin joined in as we bashed out the faux back piece and some of the dividers. We figured out these were once used in a music store in a mall, probably to hold thousands of dollars worth of CD's, sporting the hottest names of the 90's.
Maran went to town putting screws in. Not ot mention suburbs and villages. We put screws in that thing every few inches to insure that thing would never fall on someone's precious little noggin'! I think Fat Albert could do pull-ups on it and it'd be secure. Not that Fat Albert can do pull-ups....
Maran and I rummaged through boxes, sorted through books to keep, and went to work staging. She's a staging hero. Don't you think?
Still love my quirky painted wood cat from Heather!
This clock was a gift from my great Aunt, Jan Sluiter, and I think of her every time I look at it. Miss her like crazy!
My Repurposed Life