A few years ago when a friend left town, they got rid of everything as they were going to live on a boat. Her husband gave DH a wooden tool chest his dad had made. He wanted to keep nothing, so DH accepted it. His father had been a carpenter and had built the chest to carry his tools to work sites, and in fact, a couple of saws were still inside. DH used it for a while and then was getting tight on room in his shop. When he asked if I had ideas how to use it, I toted it inside and used the wooden box as a coffee table.
DH was not impressed, but he replaced the missing drawer and I got a pull for it. Others have commented on the piece, but DH can’t see its glamor for a living room. I like the primitive, rough wood and the thoughts of man earning his living from the chest.
We dashed to a garage sale on Friday in horrid heat because we heard wood working tools were for sale. DH found a few small items and I found a chair for $4. I love flowers on chairs outside. One of the chairs rungs was missing, but the chair sat solid. When I got it home, DH said he could fix the missing rung and surely I wasn’t sitting the chair outside as it was solid oak! There are only so many things I can stuff into this house, despite the fact I am hauling out some too.
DH finished a chest today and we carried it in. It is cherry and was very heavy despite carrying it without the drawers. Just can’t carry things so well anymore. It turned out very well and the dark wood is perfect showcase for the Blue Willow!