I have a new project . . . and it's a Biggie!
For the past couple of weeks, I've been helping my dad clear through closets. In the process, we've discovered boxes and boxes of old photos and papers and stacks of photo albums.
They're now pretty much stacked and piled up on my dining room table.
I spent a few hours over the weekend sifting and sorting. (And, really, I've only made a tiny dent in the pile. . . There is much more sorting to do!)
I'm finding so many surprises.
For example, I never knew my dad played the piano!
Yet . . . there he is.
And my great grandfather - back in 1913 - bought the first power plow in the county for his farm.
I'm thinking I could get lost in these boxes for quite some time.