These five letters were carefully burned into the lid of this wooden box by a little girl over 70 years ago.
It's a simple object really. The wood isn't sealed or finished apart from some light sanding and there aren't any dividers or even a latch to make sure it stays closed. It's just a couple of boards nailed together and finished off with two hinges... but it's so much more.
It's a place where days spent wandering through fields, climbing trees and playing games with friends are stored inside the jagged edges of a crystal or the smooth surface of a rock. It's a place where the excitement and curiosity of getting to know the world, grass stain by grass stain, bug by bug and stone by stone, is kept safe to be remembered and re-lived in future days... and...
... it's a place where the treasures of one childhood, passed from parent to child to grandchild... can inspire and nurture the treasures of another.
We love rock collections.
It's a simple object really. The wood isn't sealed or finished apart from some light sanding and there aren't any dividers or even a latch to make sure it stays closed. It's just a couple of boards nailed together and finished off with two hinges... but it's so much more.
It's a place where days spent wandering through fields, climbing trees and playing games with friends are stored inside the jagged edges of a crystal or the smooth surface of a rock. It's a place where the excitement and curiosity of getting to know the world, grass stain by grass stain, bug by bug and stone by stone, is kept safe to be remembered and re-lived in future days... and...
... it's a place where the treasures of one childhood, passed from parent to child to grandchild... can inspire and nurture the treasures of another.
We love rock collections.