Our attic is BIG, roughly 1600 square feet, and rises 1.5 stories above the rest of the house. When we moved in 9 years ago, it was filled with all sorts of stuff. Built-in cabinets and shelving, semi-framed walls, and lots and lots of flies. The space had served as a workshop and storage area for the former owner whose fondness for collecting left it filled to the brim. Wood was everywhere; stacked in piles, propped against surfaces, arranged on the floor. Honestly it was hard to see the forest for all the trees. Here’s what it looked like in 2009.
I am a sucker for old stuff. Buildings, art, furniture, books, anything with a history of its own. So when I read about a new exhibit opening at the Saco Museum, I knew I’d have to see it, pronto!
What do you get when you cross a man, a woman, a 250 year old house, and a big green insulation machine? Labor and Delivery, Dole House Style!
Matches. Matchbooks. Matchboxes.
Tiny little nothings made to be used and thrown away. So utilitarian most people don’t give them a second thought.
But not me. I love matchbooks. And I love collecting them.