This Saturday Night Special over at Donna's
Here's one of ours
A Hamilton Typesetter Drawer from way back when.
I bought this for $1
when I began officially home schooling my children.
Lying on the table here it measures 37 inches long by 17 inches deep.
There are over 100 compartments that used to house letters/typesets.
I love print.
I love books.
I love to write.
I loved my electronic type writer way back when.
I took it everywhere with me.
So I had to have this.
There are no rules.
Put anything in you like, from anywhere.
Including the driveway, the mountains, the ocean, the toy box.
Or from the wood pile, like the snake skin above. Or from the Thai restaurant, like the mussel shells from Dad's dinner.
It doesn't matter.
As long as you can write a story about it.
Our Founding Father looking on.
The smallest usable pencil found in Grandma Beryl's desk after she went to be with Grandpa Chet in heaven.
And Grandpa Chet's ruler.
Everything has a story. Every little trinket taking up space has been carefully placed in the perfect spot to be admired at any time.
The boys run over occasionally to stop and stare. They remember where everything came from. And why they put it there.
And when every little compartment in this drawer is filled I will get another typesetter drawer and let the stories continue.