I bought this heavy wooden piece about 15 years ago. I paid a whole $5.00 for it. $5.00 now, seems very cheap, but at the time we had four children at home and I didn’t usually spend $5.00 on some garage sale item with no apparent use or resale value. However, this one grabbed my attention and hung on. This shelf? Mantle? Altar? has set in my washroom closet since -- until I brought it here to III. Snuck it into the Jeep when Himself wasn’t looking, one trip down.

It has set in the corner here all summer but with the coming of fall, that old inborn instinct to prepare for winter, to lay by food, to chink the cracks took over. Himself and I tidied up and finished up, this trip. I replaced the screens on two windows, swept the bugs out from under the bed, washed windows and sorted out.

A shelf that Craig made and gifted me was hung above the bed to hold my glasses, at night, along with a rustic, fun picture.

'Course, it all would look better with paneling or beadboard behind it . . . and we'll get to that. Someday!