A random collection of memories on a shelf, built by my brother, out on our back deck. The items on the shelf include an old soldering iron (not in view) that was my Grandad’s, garden shears and a pruner that belonged to my Granny, an old army shovel that Mom kept in her trunk for winter emergencies, and an old copper teapot I found at the used supply store when we first bought the boat. I used to keep the teapot shiny, but eventually gave in to its penchant for patina.
