It’s no surprise that we love adding art to a room before we can say done! (Right now, we have a stash of framed pieces under the guest room bed, waiting to be hung on the kitchen walls. Oh, kitchen, you silly thing!) The workshop was no exception, and you might remember seeing this guy on the wall?
During the days of dust, debris and the sound of the never-ending air compressor (I have grown to loathe that sound more than any other sound – ever), our contractor saved a handful of century old nails for us. We were so touched by the sentiment, and we began to save even more as we took down walls and shuffled a few doors. We stored them in a sandwich bag (yup), and as we wrapped up the workshop, we agreed it’d be the perfect room to display them in! For real, they don’t make them like they used to.