I don’t remember how old I was when my dad first started teaching me how to build stuff. He probably didn’t even set out to teach me – he was always building stuff, and I was always following him around. And I learned, and my brother learned, and now we can build respectable, if clearly amateur, bookshelves and other furniture based on right angles. Chairs…not so much.
And so I continue the family tradition.
The finished product!
somehow in all my moves i lost my lisa-made bookshelves, but they remain one of the best gifts made with love i've ever received. i owe you an email, call and visit! thinking of you. love, e
Beautiful! Hey, I spaced emailing on your birthday. I was thinking of you, though. Much love lady.