I ran across more stencil portraits, some old color copy journal pages, and other odd and assorted flotsam and jetsam. I know you won’t mind if I pack those into your pony express bundle. Do you?
The comments are warming the cockles of my heart. They made me want to dig deeper and find more. So I did. And…if the random number generator device thingy stops on YOUR number, whether you live in Botswana or Paris the package will find you.
See this box? It belongs to one of my boys. He collects things off the floor and makes stuff. Like miniature teddy bears out of foil and carpet lint, fake teeth from scrap paper, wigs, pop-up bats, wallets from construction paper and tape. We started this box for him. He calls it his Workshop. I love that. When he finishes his work he goes to his special spot and takes the box off the shelf and starts cutting and folding and pasting.