We took turns carrying the art box--it wasn't that heavy, but besides art supplies, it held our snacks and a book.
We hiked to the top of Black Hill where we found daffodils growing and swallowtail butterflies chasing each other around in numbers!
For my granddaughter's ninth birthday, my son refinished this old box, even taking off the hardware--the metal corners to polish them up. I love the red handle!
Her magic art box!
Thank you Uncle George!!
