Here’s a hint to what’s been going on around here:
This bit of dark awesomeness is a chest that belonged to my father-in-law. And his mother before him. And her father before her. Seriously, we don’t know how old it is.
It’s been tucked into my FIL’s house for years, storing his vast collection of photo albums. We almost let it go into the estate sale, but at the last minute, neither Himself nor I could let it go. We wrestled it into the car and drove it home, where it now sits in a our family room, awaiting a final resting place.
It needs some TLC. I wiped it down with a damp rag and gentle strokes. It was REALLY dirty. It’s still not perfectly clean – I think that will take serious work and some research into methods and material. It’s wood, with metal and leather strapping and suede-covered panels. It’s torn and worn in places but essentially in good shape. It deserves to be restored to a pristine condition. Hopefully, someday.
Handsome, isn’t it? So where should we put it? And what should we store inside?